All of that put me in a good mood for this morning. I made some tea, and settled into my rocking chair with my laptop. Before you could blink, I'd churned out 1400 new words on the fantasy novel, bringing the total to around 6800. It's now close to as long as my longest story; one or two more chunks like this and I think we'll be officially out of my short story territory, going somewhere new and strange. Very exciting. And I'm actually enjoying it too -- I've given myself permission to not try to be too literary or deep; I'm sure some of that will creep in, but mostly I want to try to tell a good story, of the kind I loved growing up. A Susan Cooper/Anne McCaffrey/Diane Duane sort of story. With lots of fun details. The protagonists are loosely based on me and my best friend from high school right now -- it'll be interesting to see if that continues. (It's actually closer to me as I am now than it is to the me of high school; the me of high school had no work ethic, and my protagonist has too much of one...or the wrong sort, at any rate.)
I sort of want to write more, but I haven't really figured out what happens next. I suppose I should go do that. Talk to you later!