I will not keep you long tonight. For there is very little to report.
I had a post lined up, and it was going to dive into the genesis of this novel, from the original idea, to the original ideas, and so forth, but tonight I had a slight catastrophe befall me. There was a point, as I was running around a park earlier this week, when I found myself thinking about writing, and the process of drafts that I have going. I have created a draft document for each day’s progress, so that should something go wrong, I’m only a day behind at worst. In the times before computers (but not before writing), this was impossible, and if you lost a manuscript, then you had LITERALLY lost it.
Well, I haven’t lost my manuscript. But I did lose today’s pages. I’m going to go sulk now.
Thoughts In The Key Of N 