I spent some quality time with the last half of my book last night. No new words, but useful notes on how these loose pieces should fit together and what’s missing. I think it needs a lot more internal dialogue, but then I might just be drunk (still) on Nick and Norah’s Infinite Playlist.
Another short story character informs me that she’d like a novel, please, perhaps even the beginning of a series. Dream on, honey. And get in line. We’re now serving 2003′s ideas; your estimated wait time is… oh, six or seven years.
Got an appointment with the neurologist… three weeks from now. Better than nothing, I suppose.
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