The current book stats:
Pages, 420.
Words, 113,912.
Chapters, thirty-five.
Diet Dr Pepper consumed, probably equivalent to Loch Ness.
Despite vicious trimming and dropping several sub-plots, One Salt Sea still wound up fifty pages/almost 7,000 words longer than Late Eclipses, because frankly, there's a lot of shit going on, and very little of it is "padding" in any sense of the word. Toby has matured a lot from where I first met her, in the short story that pre-dated Rosemary and Rue, and it shows. I've matured a lot as a writer, and that shows, too. This book is so much better than I expected it to be, and I'm so excited to have The Editor turning it into something even more awesome.
In conclusion...
...DINO DANCE PARTY!
November 29 2010, 16:18:05 UTC 6 years ago
...and one salt sea to drown in? Be sure I'll be reading. Thank you for all the fine and wonderful things you bring to the world.
November 29 2010, 16:30:14 UTC 6 years ago
Thank you, for much the same.