The radio silence on this end is predicated by being nose-deep in the world I'm making here! I have achieved a very respectable two-thousand-words-a-day level of progress, and am now comfortably enmeshed in the delicate dance of wrapping up Act One and sliding along to Act Two (a division which exists only in my head, but which I find very useful when I'm structuring a novel -- Freytag's Pyramid and I made friends at an early age).
Of course, today I've repeating the following sequence, ad nauseam:
1. Open file.
2. Stare at file.
3. Type a sentence.
4. Delete it.
5. Discover some pressing household task that needs to get done immediately. Like cleaning out the pantry. Or cleaning the cats' litterbox. Or scrubbing the bathroom.
(Repeat steps 1-5 as necessary, or until Girlfriend comes home and feeds me.)
I also lost all of yesterday to leveling up in Final Fantasy 12. I have yet to find a way to rationalize this to myself as research, but I'm working on it.
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