Thirty Days, 30K: Day Fifteen
Saturday, November 15th, 2025 11:29 pmI'm as susceptible as anyone to the image of the writer leaning back in comfort behind a big walnut desk, an antique typewriter to one side and a glass of fine whiskey in hand.
A glass of coconut rum doesn't have quite the same cachet. ;-) But that's the reality, along with fuzzy sweatpants, hunching over an old Streambook on the coffee table, and slugging down a Red Bull.
Took a while to get started this evening, but as usual, throwing myself back at the page until I got fed up with not focusing on it eventually did the trick.
(Went to a session at the local bookstore about author events and publicity today, which was entertaining if not particularly useful at my current stage. Unfortunately, the promised networking period kinda got sidelined, but I did talk to some interesting people. Pretty sure I was the only SF/f writer there, though the aspiring litfic young man gets major points for quoting Douglas Adams.)
November is half over, and I'm at 57% of my target wordcount. (Really, it's okay that I'm not farther ahead. Really.)
17091 new words and counting.
A glass of coconut rum doesn't have quite the same cachet. ;-) But that's the reality, along with fuzzy sweatpants, hunching over an old Streambook on the coffee table, and slugging down a Red Bull.
Took a while to get started this evening, but as usual, throwing myself back at the page until I got fed up with not focusing on it eventually did the trick.
(Went to a session at the local bookstore about author events and publicity today, which was entertaining if not particularly useful at my current stage. Unfortunately, the promised networking period kinda got sidelined, but I did talk to some interesting people. Pretty sure I was the only SF/f writer there, though the aspiring litfic young man gets major points for quoting Douglas Adams.)
November is half over, and I'm at 57% of my target wordcount. (Really, it's okay that I'm not farther ahead. Really.)
17091 new words and counting.