I amde progress before I hit a rough spot
Sometimes, when I find a place in the rough draft that I don't like, I've taken to saying, "Rough draft is rough." I'm amazed at the stupidity of my stress reduction techniques, but if it works, I won't complain...much. ^_^

I had to stop where I'm at in chapter nine, since my brain is mush. This time, it's that ebil cat's fault. I had to put up with a lot of "heat" meowing this morning, so I was functioning on less sleep than I would have preferred. But I got one and a half chapters revised, and I shuffled around the order of the scenes. I'm calling that a victory, and as such, a good day. Fuck the cat. =^P

I MIGHT have an editing job coming up this week. This is likely to be a mid-sized job, something to pay around 250 Euros. That's not enough to get my editor back on the clock yet, but it is a good start, and I already have a bill in for a much smaller job that should be paid around the same time next month. And those two together should be enough to pay her.

I'm not writing anything new for Changeling yet. I have a solid opening, but the muse is still trying to insist on shooting too big with this first effort. I try to focus the plan back on the main scam, and the muse keeps trying to go with a big twist. Someone (me, probably) forgot to give her the memo that big twists went out of fashion a few years ago. -.-

I'm sure I'll get there. It's too good of an introduction not to keep it going. But it will have to come later, when I'm thinking clearly. Right now. I'm thinking...fuzzy. Z_Z

Later...