It was a relief, anyway. Still, I think the next book had better be child-free. Or nearly so.
I actually am contemplating writing something set in Drowned New Orleans for the next book. Not that I actually need to make up my mind until the beginning of January, which is when I have to hand Anne the pitch. So it could be something in the "Two Dreams on Trains" universe, or something in the "When you Visit the Magoebaskloof Hotel, be Certain not to Miss the Samango Monkeys" universe, or a (distant, nonlinear) sequel to the Jenny books (working title Spindrift), or possibly something else in the Carnival universe.
If any of these guys survive.
The good news is that my option novel for Penguin is the first half of the Stratford Man duology, so it's already written and only needs to be made pretty and have some boneheadedness and bad craft pulled out. So... I only have to write one book next year. Unless The Cobbler's Boy or A Companion to Wolves sells, anyway. In which case I might have to write half of another one.
A book and possibly half of another book. In something like fifteen months. It says something about how hard I've been working that that seems like a whole year's vacation, practically. Hey, maybe I'll get some short fiction done.
And in the meantime, I can't wait to get Carnival done and take a crack at sleeping my life away for about two weeks. I'll get up to eat, check my email, go to the day job, and possibly play The Sims until my hair falls out. (About time I got back to The Village...*g*) On track to finish this thing by the end of September, though. That is the goal.
That is the goal.
Progress notes for 21 August 2005:
New Words: 2,112
Total Words: 49,358 / 59,250
Notecards destroyed: 3
Mammalian Assistance: none
Mail: congratulations, slithytove, the WotF grand prize winner for 2005.
Today's words Word don't know: n/a
Words I'm surprised Word do know: nictitating
Tyop du jour: n/a
Darling du jour: n/a
Books in progress, but not at all quickly: Richard Overy, Russia's War: A History of the Soviet War Effort, 1941-1945; David Riggs, The World of Christopher Marlowe; Jon Courtenay Grimwood, Pashazade
Mean things: Vincent lost his temper.
Other writing-related work: n/a
Interesting tidbits: n/a