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Okay, not really. I mean, we're still about seven or eight weeks from April fifteenth, and she said she mailed the rejection way back in October, but "Sharing Quarters" has finally been rejected.

Of course, now I've got no idea what to do with it.

Eh. My brother is always after me to write a stand alone novel. I suppose I could turn it into a book.

For some reason, however, I am just profoundly not bothered by this.

Homefront (Warfront Book 1) - Out being line edited. I need to make a few final revisions when it comes back, but after that, it goes into the Baen slush. I also have a handy dandy skip to the front of the line coupon, so it should get read in January instead of November of '06.

Sharing Quarters has been submitted. I expect to hear back... a long time from now, but I do expect to hear back.

Which is a little over a thousand words today. Of course, I hadn't worked on the novel in 17 days. To much school. To much work on Sharing Quarters. Still, that makes something like 9000 words in the last two weeks.

I just wish I'd actually made more progress story wise. I mean, yeah, the scenes I wrote needed to be written, but they're not vital, plot moving scenes. The next one is. It's a biggy. It's Barney's Super Tuesday speech. Big, big scene. It lays out the entire campaign.

The first draft of Sharing Quarters is done.

The story I've been working on for the last eight days is finally done. I've officially handed it over to Katherine for proof reading and editing. As long as she gets done before April 15th, I'm golden.

I've decided I need one more scene to make the character arc work. Guess I'm not gonna get it done this weekend after all.

Oh well. Maybe tomorrow.

Well, I thought it might need another scene, but Katherine says it's done. I trust her judgement, so, I'm going to drop it on the server for her to do her magic editing thang.

A full story in less than 36 hours. I feel accomplished.

... was a good day. 4500 words. 4500 good words.

There's only one teeny, tiny problem.

Not the novel.

But the short story is almost finished. Just two more scenes and it's ready to hand off for a critique.

I'm a happy camper.

I've got a short story idea I'm finally ready to tackle.