Well, that was unexpected...
Nov. 22nd, 2007 05:36 pmI went out (out!) for some potatoes, and came home with an idea for a story.
A long story.
Which I do not have time to write. Emphatically. I have to make my house nice, and redraft one novel, and redraft another novel, and redraft a novella that's so long it is technically another novel. And write a couple of plays, perhaps, and finish off some other work. And busy myself with our Sekrit Projekt. And and and.
There is no time to write tales of a city in exile, and the exiles it attracts. No. None.
A long story.
Which I do not have time to write. Emphatically. I have to make my house nice, and redraft one novel, and redraft another novel, and redraft a novella that's so long it is technically another novel. And write a couple of plays, perhaps, and finish off some other work. And busy myself with our Sekrit Projekt. And and and.
There is no time to write tales of a city in exile, and the exiles it attracts. No. None.