line of the day: Whatever had his garters snapping, it was going to make it impossible for him to get some work done until it was resolved.
Good day today. 15 pages. Figured out what scenes I have left = about 130 (min) pages. Not sure if I’m going to keep the subplot which would actually make the scene with the gartersnapping unnecessary, but I do like it and will keep it if I can. Maybe just have to shorten it. This book isn’t going to be “Finished” at 100K only because I’m going to have to write more and cut a bunch I already wrote, but whatever.
It’s working.
And as an aside, might I point out I don’t have a muse cooing in my ear and floating me along on feathery wings of inspiration. I have sitted my arse in this chair every day this week from about 9 am to 4 pm (or later) and written.
And it has been hard, yo.
It has sucketh mightily.
My arse hath fallen asleep and my back hurts and I am yea verily most grouchy.
But I have sat my butt in this chair and worked and worked even when the words don’t want to come because that is what I DO and it is my JOB and I have a contract and no amount of whining or fussing or hysterical dramz can counteract the fact I signed my name and I took the money, and I owe the work.
And now I’m just in the middle of a sex scene and it’s the weekend and I won’t get back to it until Monday! Haha!
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