it's a great life, if you don't weaken (matociquala) wrote,
it's a great life, if you don't weaken

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what shall i tell you my brother, my killer?

And done. Which means the rest of the day is a time for heavy drinking, overeating, and casual sex with farm animals watching the Muppets and accepting the fact that my freaking brain is scraped.

Oh, gawd. Wow. I can't believe this monster is finally done.

I mean, yeah, there's still the possibility Jessica will send it back to me and say "do it over, you suck." And there is CEMs and the galleys to get through.

But wow.

It hasn't really sunk in yet that this damned thing is out of the house. I think I kind of thought it would never see print.

Hey, truepenny? cheshyre?

Thanks, guys.

And thanks to the rest of you, too, both those who pitched in to help make it a real book, and those who have listened to me maunder about it since early 2003.

I declare myself on vacation until January, except I have to write "Wind Up Boogeyman" and finish "King Pole, Gallows Pole, Bottle Tree." (ONE DAMN SCENE.)

The two novellas and the revision on By The Mountain Bound are just gonna wait until after I write Chill, at this point. (Now that I know what I need to do to BTMB, I am calm about the revision. It won't be a big deal, I think. casacorona, if you have any other notes than the ones you gave me already, kick them on over at your leisure?)

Now I'm gonna get me a sammich. And a nap.
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