I’d love to work on something with you, but I’m having a hell of a go giving Tallahatchie a small town sophistication without making her sound a glorified hick. I’m at 53,000 words where I should be 33,000, my villain is too likable and my wise sidekick sounds head trauma stupid. I’m in the middle of trying to unfuck myself. In fact, I’m in exactly the same spot where I first got fucked two weeks ago…haven’t moved an inch. I change one detail and I spend three hours backtracking for conflicts. The Hot Edge of the Rainbow is really close to becoming The Cold Bottom of the Recycle Bin. :-)
How about in a month?