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December 12, 2005

Stuck, Stuck, Stuckety-Stuck

The Damn Book has reached 59,500 words--and stopped. There's this neat bit I'm pretty sure I'd like to put in there, but I'm trying like crazy to figure out just how to make it work, and what, if I used it, that might do to the rest of the story. Just when I think I have to rule it out, I get a thought in which it could be made to happen. It's driving me bats. Tomorrow I think I'll just suck it up and bang out some notes to work through the whole problem. Often it's helped to think "out loud" like that rather than just lie in bed at night, tossing and turning, trying to figure stuff out.

Gadzooks, but I'll be glad when this one's over.

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Meanwhile, it's hard to focus on pretty much anything at the moment because there's a Really Cool Possibility wafting about the edges of possibility right at the moment. It's *not* the Project Mimosa thing; this is something else, regarding ECLIPSE. I have to wait for a phone call. [chews knuckles] Since I heard about this last week sometime, it's pretty much all I've thought about, which is a pain in the arse--but when something you've wanted to happen for years and years, and which you've never previously been able to pull off, despite many valiant efforts, finally, achingly, looks like it just might happen this time, and you've never been closer, well, it's a mite distracting. Maybe this is why I haven't been sleeping these past couple of nights.

Posted by adrian at December 12, 2005 08:00 PM

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Oooo, secrets! Good luck, old bean!

Posted by: Charlie at December 14, 2005 01:07 AM

tell tell....no wait, don't tell! ack! we'll be patient, we just don't want any jinxing. :)

but yay!

Posted by: river selkie at December 14, 2005 12:38 AM

Yes, what is this great secret? I know I promised you a letter last week, but then the exam tonight and the presentation tomorrow gave me a sound beating around the head, and I just can't produce one until a little later. So, sorry, I'll send you something not quite as soon as I promised, but soon.

That doesn't mean that you can't tell me about any secrets =)

Posted by: treefen at December 13, 2005 09:40 PM

Now my knuckles are getting chewed too. Tell tell tell! Unless that would irretrievably jinx it, in which case don't tell, just think it really loudly and in a vaguely Englandish direction.

Posted by: pastamasta [TypeKey Profile Page] at December 13, 2005 09:06 PM

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