Screw it.

I’m calling it: Due to 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” … I’ve officially achieved DRAFT ZERO.

Project: Fort Freak “Remember the Rathole”
New Words: 5089 (oh crap.)
Present Total Word Count: 33,864 words
Goal: 30,000 words
Due date: October 15

Things accomplished in fiction: DRAFT ZERO, BITCHES. Don’t get me wrong, it needs work. Serious work. It’s almost 4000 words too long, I have about two dozen notes-to-self that must be addressed before I call it a Draft One and give it to George, and I’m not 100% happy with my final page. But I’m going to let it sit and cool off for a week before I attempt to rectify these things.

Things accomplished in real life: Went out to Ballard to record a podcast interview with the Seattle Geekly folks (it will air sometime next week); went to Northgate B&N and signed stock (after signing stock at the Pacific Place B&N on Saturday); made a Target run wherein I acquired household necessities and footie pajamas (which actually came from the “boys” department but are black with glow-in-the-dark skulls on them so I have NO REGRETS even if they make me look like an evil bunny).

Next up: Oh Christ, I need to clean this apartment. I’ve sort of been letting it slide these last couple of weeks. Also, I will REFUSE to think about FORT FREAK this coming week. I have a crap-ton of other things to worry about, and if I don’t worry about them this coming week, they simply might not get done (which is UNACCEPTABLE).

Last Modified on October 4, 2009
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  1. Eric

    Great article by you in today’s Tor Newsletter: Steampunk: The Devil Wears Goggles

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