Not sure if that triggered it or if it was just not my night for peaceful slumber, but when I went back to sleep, my nightscape was filled with really disturbing, really vivid dreams. Nothing horrifying or nightmarish, just unpleasant. Yuck. I hate that unsettled, surreal feeling in the morning after a night of freaky dreams. Morning is when the dreams go away, dammit.
In better news, my muse has returneth--with a vengeance even. Did about 3500 words on the novel. Yes, the novel. I've got the whole thing outlined, but I can't gauge how long it's going to be. I'm into chapter ten out of twenty-five, which would seem to indicate about halfway with 20K words solidly in the bag, but the major plot complications are yet to come. It feels more like I'm a third or even a quarter of the way into it. I dunno. It's going to be shortish as novels go in any case, unless I'm really underestimating chapters eleven through twenty-five, which I probably am.
I need less speculation on the novel's structure and more writing, dammit. This is very different from writing short stories. 3.5K words would be the bulk of a short story and this was just a bitty-teeny plot/character development portion. It doesn't help that I suspect the new word countage is mostly crap. I hit flow so didn't bother going over my initial words-on-page, which are usually extremely raw. I need several passes of my internal editor before my prose even approaches zero draft status. I'm a bit anxious about how bad it probably is since I haven't produced anything new since Dragon*Con. But, at least I got words on the page.
Also finished the rewrite of my "squicky" story and it's out. Cut about two hundred words and added in a touch more dialogue for clarity. Let's see if I can sell this baby. Fly, my little one! Fly!
I'm making writing progress. Rah.