Stayed up until one this morning working on the book, pushing to the 25% mark. I feel like I should celebrate or something! You know, open wide the door to the party yurt, drink goat’s milk, and eat strudel.

Afterward I stayed up for another two and a half hours to finish reading the book a friend of mine wrote. Any book that keeps me up that late has got to be a good. I’d recommend it to all ya’ll but it hasn’t been published yet. He’s written some great short stories that have been published in some of the top markets, like Writers of the Future and Analog. He’s definitely a writer to watch and an all-around nice guy, too.

My current opinion of my own book is that it’s moving way too slowly. The book’s about a place called Nethermore, and I haven’t even gotten the characters there yet! I’m barely coming upon the first major confrontation of the book and I’m already (supposedly) a quater of the way through.

They say you should write what you like to read. Maybe I should have held off on the Robert Jordan and Tad Williams when I was growing up.