Blue blue electric blue
Yep. Smug satisfaction. 110,000 words written, then edited, then edited again and then finally rewritten.
That’s 440,000 words.
That only one on 2,000 manuscripts is ever printed, or so I’m told is almost neither here nor there.
Of course I’d like to see the damn thing in print and I tell myself it’s different.
Nevertheless, the sense of exorcism is almost worth it.
And it’s reordered my mind.
Now of course, I can begin to work on less demanding things like teaching myself how in the hell HTML5 embeds video. I don’t understand.
And working out why my WordPress installation’s twitter plugin won’t fucking well work.
And finishing that book on the English Civil War.
I might even blog again.