Rumbling rumbling rumbling . . .
Dateline: above the garage in Portsmouth RI, 20 January 2005
Finished section 6 of 18 in the sequel today and planned the last of three sections in chapter two as well (many sticky notes gave their lives in this process). #6 ended up being the biggest yet at 9,500 words, sending the book total to just under 45k. More than the usual amount of pre-writing, but redid the Middle East portion of that rather "flip" Esquire article into something far larger and very book-like and felt very good about that.
Feel solid about section 7 tomorrow. Had an outline of about 30 points and realized I had poached on material I was saving for later sections, so pulled it out and got down to a clean 20 points that ends nicely on a big expansion of the very cursory treatment of the concept I laid out in the Wired piece.
So it feels good--the day as a whole. Feel like I'm effectively stringing together my pearls and blowing them up effectively to book size, which was basically the model for PNM (all concepts pre-tested in either articles or the brief--but none given full analytical treatment that can only come when your canvas is large, like a book).
That's all I can say. Need a beer, maybe some Capn Crunch. Then sleep. Brain . . . very slow.
Heads up for Friday: I will be on national TV again. Another good reason for sleep.