The Schrodinger Paradox is finished (in draft form). It’s currently about 111K words long. I’ve heard back from three out of four of my beta readers. I still need to do revisions from their advice, and decide whether to release in hardback or just a fat trade paper. And format. And figure out how to write the back cover blurb. And figure out cover art (read: beg somebody who knows what they’re doing to figure out cover art).
That’s…not going to happen this week. I’m having to figure out why Molly’s pissed at me. Which means I need to back up a few chapters and figure out where I went off track. Which means I need to find my copy of Appetite for Destruction, so I can play it on repeat when the kids aren’t home…because it’s absolutely inappropriate for their ages. I can listen to it on YouTube on headphones when they are.
So, I do have work to be getting on with. Right now, CPA is sitting at just under 37K. But I’m not sure yet if Molly was throwing a “wrong music” tantrum, or a “trying to go the wrong way with story” tantrum, so that word count is going to change, one way or another–either growing because the music’s right, or shrinking because I’ve got to delete a shit-ton of words. Maybe a chapter or two.
Or I suppose I could see if one of my short story collections will run for me, or one of the other projects. I’ve got a list of stuff I could be working on, after all, and–
–and it was the music. Molly wanted G&R. I guess it’s time to go write.