a very strange neighbor

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Spring has begun springing, and with it my ability to wake up ridiculously early. However, I did not get this memo to myself a couple of days ago, so I am overall a little short on sleep. Which meant I was tired in critical social thought today. Me tired mostly means my filters on what's a good idea to talk about slip, so I ended up talking about quantum mechanics. I may or may not regret that, now.

But the good part is--well, that spring break is next week--that I got up at five-thirty this morning and wrote before breakfast. I intended to get up and write on something, but was a little surprised to find myself going back to The Urban Fantasy Novel. I had forgotten how wholly self-indulgent it is! It is lovely.

Also, as an unexpected bonus, it has tension and plot and things like that. Of course, my characters are probably all Mary-Sues, and I'm sure the chronology is wonky. But hey, what are second drafts for? And writing a draft of a novel with an actual plot and structure and tension would be a big step forward for me.

(It helps that The Urban Fantasy Novel is exactly what it says on the tin; I've read enough urban fantasy novels to know how one goes. It also means I will probably end up falling into the same pitfalls that most urban fantasy novels do. But all together now: next draft!)