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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come and lay your bones on the alabaster stones

1648 words tonight, and draft, sweet draft, of "King Pole, Gallows Pole, Bottle Tree," which came in just under 15,000 words and so is still technically a novelette, thank God. I am afraid the climax is still suffering from Vague Psychic Battle Syndrome, and the whole thing feels kind of flaccid and colorless right now, but it's written and that's what matters.

I can take the suck out later.
Tags: progress notes, short fiction

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