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wow, i haven't blogged in a week, or 9,899 words. very sorry about that, though there's perhaps been less even than usual to say. i've been writing, if you can call it that. the story has been stagnating in a terrible sort of way. it took all the fortitude i had this morning to not type "and then he woke up," rendering the prior 60 pages all a dream, and essentially starting the damn thing over.

i did the next worst thing and started a new chapter set a year later than the nonsense that preceded it. it's still an abandonment, but perhaps it will seen artistic in the long run, and not the cop out that it is.

wow - i only wrote 9,899 words in week 2, as opposed to 13,775 words in week 1. that's truly terrible. i've not been keeping up with my daily quotas but trying to play catchup on weekends. this is no way to do this thing. i'm not technically behind, i suppose, because of my initial explosion, but i'm on the verge.

anyway. any news? it's been a stormy week, rainy and windy, and max has relieved himself indoors several times because he doesn't trust me enough to go outside when i'm holding the door open for him.

i have a new writing goal for 2007, involving creating a short story a month. of course i had the same plan more or less for 2006 and that fizzled early, mostly because i decided to rework the thing i wrote during the 2005 nanowrimo. that project fizzled too. oh pathos. i will be better in ought-seven.

how are y'all?