I am still buzzing from the chapter I just wrote — it’s the turning point of the story and it all starts rumbling toward the end like an avalanche from here on out.

The final third of a novel is, to me, the most enjoyable part to write.

But it also appears we have a real bigfoot specimen to be unveiled this coming Friday at a news conference…

Next I suppose a monster will wash up on the shores of Loch Ness?

Starting tomorrow, the organization who runs The Orwell Prize will begin publishing Orwell’s diaries, each diary entry to be published exactly seventy years after it was written.

Now that’s some serious network lag.

- From William Gibson’s Blog

I’m putting this out in public so as to make myself accountable to the world, at large.  Hopefully this will help swat back that little demon inside me that tries to convince me that every other thing in my world is more important and pressing than working on my manuscript.  I swear, my mind even tries to get me to re-arrange the furnature, rather than sitting at the keyboard and writing.

UPDATE 8/13/2008 - I’m not going to be able to finish it, partially because one of my molars crumbled resulting in me being high on codeine for the past three days.  However, I have put over 20,000 words on it so far, and will probably be able to resume writing tonight.

The other reason has to do with my subconscious full-on fighting me about it.  I’ve taken notes.  Look for an article coming up sometime in the next few weeks detailing all the things your mind will do to keep you from writing.

I actually had to delete the whole thing and reload it from scratch. New code, new database, new version of WordPress, everything. And the fact that – as far as I can tell – all the content is still here, effortlessly imported from backups, is a gleaming example of why WordPress rocks.

Awesome.