Here, Have a Superhero

I miss the days when Sesame Street was part of our household routine.

Confidence

I am chugging along--304 pages, 56,000 words. This section is crucial to the book, but it's almost entirely character until the end of it (the section). So I keep worrying that there's not enough going on. Plus: am I throwing too much of my research in? I think I've avoided the worst of the "as you know here in the Middle Ages, Roberto" stuff, but I have lost my sense of it. Then I get scared that the book is full of historical bobbles that a five year old could catch, and I'm fresh out of five year olds.

I am reminding myself that I go through some species of this same crise every time I'm near finishing a book. But it isn't fun. Perhaps I really should have been a dentist.

ETA And I just got to work on the last chapter of the section, in which all hell breaks loose and has a baby, and now I feel a little better. It's an up and down life.

Better Day

330 pages, 69,000 words. And this was a fun chapter. All hell broke loose and there were interesting betrayals which set up the next/last section. Still gotta go back and see if I can combine those two chapters earlier on. But today I seem to be a writer again.