Sat­is­fac­tion.

Yep. Smug sat­is­fac­tion. 110,000 words writ­ten, then edited, then edited again and then finally rewritten.

That’s 440,000 words.

Heh…

That only one on 2,000 man­u­scripts is ever printed, or so I’m told is almost nei­ther here nor there.

Almost.

Of course I’d like to see the damn thing in print and I tell myself it’s different.

It is.

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.

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