come and lay your bones on the alabaster stones

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1648 words tonight, and draft, sweet draft, of "King Pole, Gallows Pole, Bottle Tree," which came in just under 15,000 words and so is still technically a novelette, thank God. I am afraid the climax is still suffering from Vague Psychic Battle Syndrome, and the whole thing feels kind of flaccid and colorless right now, but it's written and that's what matters.

I can take the suck out later.

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