Well, I managed to get workin' on my other novel again in a fit of activity. May not be able to work on it more today, but we'll see.
The problem is, JVQ, that I get antsy when I can't write. I get antsy and irritable. Writing withdrawal symptoms.Sprauncing?
Is that some sort of Cornish euphemism I may not want to know the definition for? I mean, you did say I needed to 'gird my loins' for 'sprauncing'...
In any case, loins being girded or not, I have to wait until my editor/target audience gets back to me. I know I have to replace the foreword and afterword, and generally tidy up the novel, add some more cultural and historical references to add some flavour, but I also need her opinion on anything else I might need to fix.
In other, semi-related news, I'm heading to Supanova this Saturday. Amongst other things, I'm getting an autograph from Will Elliott, the author of The Pilo Family Circus
. Think of that as Something Wicked This Way Comes
turned up to 11...
I've lived for over 2000 years, and not all of them were good ones. I've made many mistakes. And it's about time I did something about that.
-The Twelfth Doctor, Doctor Who: Deep Breath