When you’re flying The Great White North, you best know where you’re going–
This has been one crazy morning. So much has happened: tax calculations, writing, coffee, writing, listening to music, writing, getting dressed and going to the post office, writing . .
If you haven’t figured it out, there’s been a lot of writing. In fact, last night and this morning have proven to be the most productive session I’ve had in a long time. How much? Eleven hundred and twenty-three last night, and one thousand, nine hundred, and twenty-two this morning. And believe it or not, I haven’t finished the scene: it’s still going, though I’m much closer to the end than the beginning. And I may finish that up tonight–it’s hard to say. This is how it is when you hit a writing groove. And keeping Eminem’s Go To Sleep on repeat helps keep the juice going as well.
A huge chunk of last night’s scene had to do with the camp breaking down…
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