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[desperance]

Three pages this morning: one before coffee, two in the Lit & Phil.

Weather: sunshine, freezing rain and hail. The latter two, of course, mostly on me as I trudged to and fro. *is wet* *and cold*

My poor Barry's insides have turned to liquid, and he didn't want his breckfuss. So he's on strict water rations for twenty-four hours; this is Route One, go for a hard reboot and see what happens. If he's no better by tomorrow we'll go and see his friends the vets and his idolising fan/worshippers the nurses (Everybody Loves Barry. It's a rule).

Me, I am not on water rations, no. I can has a sammich. Pork-and-apple meatloaf on granary with mayonnaise, mustard and sauerkraut, and a pickle on the side. What am I missing...?

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[desperance.livejournal.com]

How, how has the marquis lived with you, all these years...?

Daniel looks gulpy and anxious, by the way, and asks if you are likely actually to mean that. I tell him yes, but you know what these neurotic writers are like. Neurotic Writer is Neurotic. Sigh...

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The marquis assures me I have other features that compensate for that shortcoming.
Daniel really shouldn't worry. It's a super book: I love the setting, the atmosphere and the characters (particularly Han). And I can think of a number of people I will want to give it to as a gift, too.

[desperance.livejournal.com]

Hee. I too love Han. (It's always interesting, who people feel a special affection for; my own last book, the readership divided between Jendre-fans and Issel-fans. "Readership" in this case including agents and editors, which made things awkward at rewrite stage...)

And you are right, it would make a splendid gift: if only it were out for gift-giving season, rather than a month later! It'll just have to be people's birthday presents, I guess...