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Down Into Darkness: A Retrievers Novel

I wrote a thematic turn for Wren that dropped her into the pit and gave her the means to crawl out again, if she will only just think about it. It's the kind of thing you want to crow about to someone, and have them nod their head and say 'yes, you're right, that's really clever. well-done, you.'

Alas, the felines are less than impressed. :-(

At this point, I begin to feel not only that it will never be finished, but that there's no point to even trying. Not the 'it sucks why bother' morass we all know and abhore, but just this sort of...lethargy.

Oh god, I have midbookitis. The only cure is to get to threequarterbookitis. Bugger.

*goes off to brew another pot of tea*

(And AMC is so coming through for me today: Bridge on the River Kwai and Lawrence of Arabia, back to back. Because there's no Epic like a Pretty British Epic... "This is a nasty, dark, little room. We are not happy in it.")