getting there

I hit 60,000 words today on Victory. It was a good feeling, though I still have some heavy thinking to do about where one of the plots is going. I know the very end, I think, which is always helpful. I was talking to another writer at the conference a couple of weeks ago and we were laughing about being at 50,000 words. Okay, so I have these people here. What are they going to do now?

In community theatre I always thought of it as self-hypnosis. You start thinking the show is good even if it isn't, probably because it's so much better than it was at the beginning. There's undoubtedly some self-hypnosis involved in fiction writing too. Whenever a writer says he cut a section or added a section or revised a section, he/she will always say IT'S SO MUCH STRONGER NOW. I mean really, who's going to say THE WORK IS TERRIBLE NOW. IT WAS GOOD BEFORE AND NOW IT SUCKS.

I noticed today that a piece of my roof looks bad. I have already sent an email to the guy who is supposed to give me an estimate. I live in fear that varmints and critters will be in here with me before long. I hate homeowning. I want to have someone take care of all that AND buy my shoes and handbags.

I'm going to stop at a Barnes and Noble tomorrow on my way home from work and see if my book is in there. It will be a thrilling moment if it happens.

Stay tuned.

Weigh-in tomorrow too.

A bientot