I watch the ripples change their size
But never leave the stream
Of warm impermanence
And so the days float through my eyes
But still the days seem the same
And these children that you spit on
As they try to change their worlds
Are immune to your consultations
They're quite aware of what they're goin' through

Wednesday, March 18, 2009

Delayed Submission

(those Kegels are working)

Last night I sent A History of Lightning off to Strange Horizons. Good luck little story.

And I just remembered, with all the funness of yesterday afternoon I completely forgot to send my thank you note to Cat Rambo. (taken care of) That's a whoops.

Just finished up things today. Didn't get much new wordage out. I can't afford many of these days. But I did work through the problem I was having. I knew that this chapter should have been a "slower" chapter, but I was trying to turn it into an "action" chapter. Plus I had forgotten that I needed to add in some things to advance the story line (and foreshadow some things at the end of Act II). Now that I have my head on straight, Gary shouldn't wander around so much in the rewrite.

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