As the so-called #Novelrace (5 weeks to 60k!) begins on Monday, I decided to hold off on working on the novel until then. Just to play fair.
Does that mean I get the day off? Er. Not really. This morning I did the final pass on “The Devil’s Jack” and passed it off to my beta-readers for shredding constructive feedback. I also started outlining my probable next novel for Luna (working title: Heartwired) and hammered out some rather essential plotty details, prior to discussion with Madame Editrix on Wednesday.
This afternoon, the plan is to work on “Flood in a Dry Spell” (also a working title), until I’m a little happier with its direction/theme, and um, clean the apartment. And do laundry. And I should decide what I’m going to read at NYRSF (at the Soho Gallery for Digital Arts) this Tuesday (if you’re in NYC, you’re coming to that, right? Right?).
Tonight, I have to do an airport run, and reclaim the SO from 18+ hours of travel. Jetlag is so sexy on a guy (ok, not really. But it’s entertaining as hell.)
My goal is to get my story-words in early on Monday, and then take the rest of the day off when the rest of the city is office-bound. It’s a nice goal, don’t you think?