Here’s today’s progress on my modern pseudo-noir police procedural about a neighborhood full of mutated freaks, a sexy former court reporter, an aging cop who’s being forced into retirement, and a multiple murder that took place thirty years ago in an all-night diner called “The Rathole.”
Project: Fort Freak “Remember the Rathole”
New Words: 2387 (ugh)
Present Total Word Count: 21,792 words
Goal: 30,000 words
Due date: October 15
Things accomplished in fiction: Wrapped up Section Eight. This section, too, was too long – but not as badly too long as Section Seven. But again, this was one of those bits where lots needs to happen, so that’s just how it’s got to be right now. Mantra: I can edit it down later … I can edit it down later … I can edit it down later …
Things accomplished in real life: Spent another morning desperately trying to do day-job work while six-foot segments of steel pipe were cut out of my office area and things were patched; moved around furniture, fish tank, etc. to facilitate the previous; got some exercise before it got dark cold and rainy; did a little housework; exchanged copious business emails (it’s just the season for it); restrained self from taking a nap even though I wanted to REALLY BAD.
Other: I completely forgot about an event I’ll be doing on Sunday, at the Tukwila Barnes & Noble, with some friends of mine. Details later. Whulp. That’s just one more thing to stick on the calendar. It’ll be fun, and that’s cool — but boy howdy, things just aren’t slowing down.