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Finishing Things
October 2, 1999
8:52 a.m.

 
 
     The Bridge publicity machine has kicked in a bit harder this year. I'll be doing a book signing at a Barnes and Nobles in Carmel, Indiana on October 14.

     6:00 p.m.

     Be there!


        


     Apparently they are working on making media arrangements, too. Radio and television. Not hlding my breath for this, of course. But at such an early stage in my so-called career, this is kinda cool.

     I know enough, though, to not think this is really very usual!


        


     Another one bites the dust. I've spent the last two days ferevently in rework of "Operation Hercules." It's "done"--meaning it still has a few little nits to clean up from a historical perspective, but I'm letting it go to a couple people for their opinions. The best part of this whole thing is that I'm getting to really like the story. It's my third pass at it--two in one day while in LA, and now this one that expands it into a full7,400 words.

     Maybe it's still not much of a story--who am I to judge. But I like it. And i'm the one that matters at this point.

     Things are finishing up. I like that. I enjoy the feel of a system as it's running, a process that works, that puts out mateiral in the end.

     Now I turn to finishing a few critiques I owe people. Then to cleaning up "The Vacation," another tale I wrote in LA. Hopefully, that one will be ashort, hour or two effort, and then I can start working on what i'm calling "The Gazebo" at this point. My goal is to have all three of these things "complete" (at least ready for Lisa--the wife/copy editor) by mid October.

     Were heading to Louisville for a day this weekend, though. And Brigid has a parade to walk in next weekend. So things continue to be pretty danged hectic everywhere.


        


     See ya tomorrow.




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