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SPN-Boys going gravedigging

I don't know whether I'm coming or going ...

I'm going to go out on a limb here and say that looking for a job sucks. For one thing, people just take so long to do things. I know that they're not the ones hanging on the line waiting to hear what's what and I'm sure they have real jobs that they have to do that don't involve calling me, but it's annoying and frustrating.

Also, what does one do when the job they were in for X number of years and are highly qualified for is not one they ever want to do again? Seriously. I was a bank manager for 10 years and the thought of going back into that makes me vaguely nauseous. I do have my fingers in other pies but it's reaching the point where I'm either going to have to start making good money IMMEDIATELY or sell a kidney on the black market. Okay, it's not quite that bad, but YOU KNOW WHAT I'M SAYING!

In conclusion, why am I not independently wealthy?

Okay. Writing talk. I've slowed down a bit on the output. I think it's a combination of things.

A) With the end so close, I'm leery of starting down a path, plot wise, that I won't be able to tie up within my allotted word count. I feel like I'm being very miserly with my words. I know that I need person A to be at location X at a given point in the story, but I'm agonizing over how they get there. Which is dumb.

B) I think I'm having end of the book remorse. Although I know that even once I finish this draft there's plenty more I need to do on it (adding a few important plot points, editing the overall story, checking for continuity and whatnot), I'm sad to reach the end. I've been living and breathing these characters for months now. No, I don't have to put them away immediately and can, in fact, revisit them whenever I want (either with short stories or as secondary characters in other books) but it's hard. I literally daydream about these guys. I'll be sitting here thinking "HA! If I put them out in the grove at dusk they'll be able to see the moonrise and that could lead to some VERY INTERESTING THINGS!" or "This man is a VERY BAD MAN who should not kill people, but since he does, I'm going to make sure he's especially vile and likes to talk in baby talk to his victims before he commences carving." That last one was made up, btw. The very bad man does not talk baby talk.

Arrgh. So there you have it. I'm obsessed with imaginary people who talk to me in my head.


In today's writing: The rescue has begun. The bad guy has met his match. Something mysterious has caused a fundamental shift in one of our main characters. Oh, and there might have a been a small accident involving blood and other viscous fluids. I'm not flat out saying this, but there also may have been a severed hand. Okay, fine! There was a severed hand. It was kinda awesome.

Next up: It's time to get the hell out of Dodge, steal a car and make their getaway. Good luck, guys.

Man, my desk is a MESS. Maybe I should straighten up a bit. Or not.

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I'm sorry that it's moving slowly. I do know how you feel. Hang in there. As far as help with changing careers - not sure I can be of assistance. I'm sorry, Kelly.

Your book is nearly finished!!! Yay!!!

My book is almost finished! Yay!

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