It wears on.

[crows]

Yesterday, I started writing about the war. I only have a page or so... but it's a start. At least I've committed myself to dealing with it and now it feels a little less daunting than it did before; I've gotten to the area of myself that part of the narrative is living in. The other major hole is the fact that I've barely addressed Adrian's cult. Though that's not so much a large portion of narrative missing in a contiguous way, as small pieces I will need to intersperse throughout the manuscript as a whole. The novel is some eighty three thousand words right now... I imagine it might approach one hundred by completion (yes, there's a chunk of other stuff I plan to add, plus I still haven't really finished the story yet though I'm definitely past the main point of climax). That being, of course, before I undertake any editing and rewriting which will no doubt include some pruning.

Then, onto writing True Life.

I gave a girl Unbroken Thread to read (and she actually did, and in a timely fashion, god be praised). She said she really liked it, and that she understood what was going on. I'm going to talk to her more about it tonight; I didn't want to get into too many specifics so as not to give away the story to the other young lady in company. Not because I think it will ruin it but I want an honest metric of whether or not the story is intelligible without prior knowledge/explanation from me.