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Sunday, October 10, 2004

So, there I was slogging away at fixing my gutted chapter (5-6 pages gone, just like that.) And about every minute and a half there was a reason to get up do anything but write. And then, all of a sudden, as I was desperately looking at other chapters for inspiration (so as to remind myself that the whole thing isn't a disaster) I knew how to fix it. And so I did. Now, for some time, I've been pretending it wasn't true that my fabulously hot encounter between my h/h wasn't too long, but as I was staring at that chapter (the mind works in mysterious ways) I realized that I could move one particular scene and GML's request to you-know-what with PE and that would be the fix and it was.

And the pesky little anal retentive in the back (ok, the front) of my head was jeering, "that's not new material, it's recycled old stuff, you'll only have 90K words left with a whole other chapter to cut, so you'll still be in trouble!" But that turned out not to be true. Because once I moved the stuff and smoothed the hole over in the original, I had to transition the material into its new home and purpose, and darned if I didn't end up with more words at the end. Plus, it's pretty good.

So, all in all, although I am still worried about the stuff I know sucks, there's less and less of it.

Also, I don't want to go to work tomorrow.

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