Time for more red hair dye. Joy!
I love it. Really.
Since last Friday morning, I’ve written 9767 words.
Signed the contract with Dark Arts Books. The following three stories will appear:
“The Last Word” “Pinned” “The Dark River of His Flesh” (reprinted from Paradox Magazine 2004)
So, two new stories, one reprint. They’re all long — over 6,000 words — so you know what that means. (I guess no reviews is no bad reviews, eh?)
I am in full retreat now, focusing exclusively on the current project, trying to get as much done before I leave. The Frenchman has warned me — and this time I believe him — that the reverse culture shock is going to be bad. (I had never heard of this, but it definitely makes sense.) If I create a big enough buffer of free time just before the transition, I might be able to soften the landing.
Now for more words.