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Just finished working. I don’t even know what time it is, because I’m writing mostly by candlelight and two small lamps. Oh, I do have a watch on, let me check. Twenty after seven in the evening: did I have lunch? No, my stomach says, I missed it, but I can’t regret the miss. This is the most work I’ve done in one session for the entire week. I had to jump back and rewrite most of the last fifty pages. I didn’t throw it all out, but I had to tweak things. It looks like Asher is not coming to Vegas for this book. I tried, but it didn’t work, so maybe next book for his more on stage appearence. I can feel him pressing inside my head for more on stage time, but this isn’t the moment for it. Right now, we’re back to the original idea of just Wicked being outside the house, waiting for her and Edward and everyone to come outside. I know the scene for tomorrow morning. I know where to start. Hopefully, this will be the last creative log jam for this book.

I spoke to my editor, Jennifer, about the next Merry book this week. We talked about plot, and who was going to play a major role, besides Merry. We bounced some cover ideas. Yes, I know that SWALLOWING DARKNESS has only been on sale about two weeks, but time, tide, and publishing, wait for no one.

I’m going to go to the other part of the house and check on Jon and Trinity. Since I missed lunch, I think dinner is about due. But, I always know it’s been a good productive day when I can’t remember if I ate. It means I’ve gone to that esoteric place that most artists visit occassionally. Some of us try to live there, but I find that if you stay too long, you get work done, but nothing else, and eventually you just get too strange to function in the real world. And wouldn’t that be a shame?