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Is there a middle-ground between "So bored now!" and "I hate this novel and want to set it on fire!"?

I suppose that would be some sort of book utopia, where the damn thing was actually going somewhere.

Writing summary 2006

Subtitle: I suck like a sucky thing. :P At least it was a good year for sales. I'm posting this now so I can stop worrying about writing for the next week and get back to my boring vacation.

Finished novels:

None, for verily I do suck.

Unfinished novels:

The Drowning City (45,000 words)
Prayers to Broken Stone, new version (20,000 words)
The King of Moths (6,200 words)
Pinion (11,500 words)
Spiral (7,600 words)

Finished short stories:

"Flotsam" (4,500 words)
"And In the Living Rock, Still She Sings" (poem -- 43 lines/200 words)
"Winter Coats" (2,600 words)
"The Garden, The Moon, The Wall" (5,300 words)
"Blue Valentine" (6,600 words)
"Aconite & Rue" (6,100 words)

Unfinished short stories:

"Catch" (4,000 words)
"Wounded in the Wing" (1,555 words)
"Flood" (1,580 words)
NightMirrormajig (635 words)
"The Tenderness of Jackals" (700 words)
"Diamond Dogs" (500 words)

Novel submissions/queries:

20

Novels sold/agents snared:

none

Short story submissions:

18

Short stories sold:

8

Words written in 2005

175,000

Words written in 2006

75,000. Maybe 80,000 counting revisions. With no extenuating life circumstances to account for this. Ungood.

Twas the night before Christmas and nothing was stirring...

Except ticky boxes!

I have braved the rain, and now have enough Chinese takeout to last many days. And now, a festive poll!

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