Current word count: 30,740
Spamusement cartoons: 1, which really ticked off a lot of people. I was baffled until I understood I wasn’t just being obscure, I was being incomprehensible, which circularly came around to the simplest explanation–which was the worst kind of lame. I apologized and haven’t been back since, though I haven’t quit.
As for the story, well, it keeps going. I’ve broken the 30K barrier and I still have stuff to talk about, so we’ll see how it goes. Right now, we’re dealing with tension and depression and a sick kind of dread–I mean, with me, not the story. In the story–damn, it’s almost a love story. Time for aliens to attack, I imagine.
Update: crept quietly back to the spamusement forum, and found out that the people there were far more sympathetic than I’d given them credit for. I am such a bad person! So I submitted another cartoon. That’ll learn ’em.
Uploaded an avatar for NaNoWriMo. And, it turns out, there’s a NaNo meeting this Sunday here in beautiful South Miskatonic. I might actually go and mingle with humans, if I don’t get blitzed by pages.
I still don’t have a title for my story. I’m tempted to call it “A Little Weapons Fairy, Frankenstein.” It kind of fits, which is a bit frightening. Actually, I’m incredibly tempted to call it “Rabbitwomaaaaaaan BREADBUTT – PUNCH!” except I imagine that would create what I believe is called “consumer resistance.”