Tim Pratt
SF and Fantasy Writer

Eleventy

NaNo: A mere 1,079 words last night! But, since I didn’t write those until well after 11 p.m., when I’d already resigned myself to actually writing 0 words for the day, I consider it a victory snatched from the jaws of extreme lethargy. Next up I get to write a polite interrogation, with lovely subtextual threats of horrible violence.

For those of you embarking on a three-day-weekend today, enjoy; for those of you observing Veterans Day in a more serious way, may it give you comfort. For those of you like me who are at work today as usual — well, so it goes. And for those of you who have the shared cultural referent of making a wish whenever you happen to glance at a clock that says 11:11 — today, make a BIG wish, because, I mean, it totally has to count extra. And if you still hold to the old ways and observe Armistice Day, I hope the minute of silence at that time gives you peace. And for those of you who are going to play Skyrim all day or all night or both, know that you have my undying envy. I’m not allowing myself to buy it until I get the draft of this book done, so it’ll be Christmas before I can slay dragons, I’d wager.

That paragraph was an odd mixture of the sacred and the profane and the banal, wasn’t it?

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