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This should be a back to work post. I turned in my response to the Lord and Master edits on Friday, and last night I had an email from my editor asking what I was going to work on next. And the answer right now appears to be, "I have to work on something?" Nothing appeals, even though I have several projects on the To Do list that three months ago I thought were enticing. I suspect it's a mild dose of burnout after writing some 175,000 words in the last eight months. I think what I may do today is write a short essay on Why Editors Are Good For You (an expanded version of the last post), and then hack out an outline for a novel-length version of Lucky Dip (a short story that got away from me and turned into a novelette; a novelette that looks like the first 10,000 words of a novel). And if that doesn't shake something loose, I'll see if I can turn 4000 words of Black Leather Rose into 10,000.
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