October 14th, 2008

woods, Elizabeth, camera, April

Nose to the Grindstone

5181 words today.

A grim day in the old writing world...favorite character in danger of death, the whole chapter a frantic effort to save him (without intruding any 20th-21st century techniques...I keep mentally reaching for the right stuff.)    And Arcolin's having to leave him in the care of others.   At this point I don't know if he'll die, live with severe disabilities, or come out OK.