The Manuscript was launched into the postal system at half-past ten this morning. I had Mum take it off to the post office, because it seemed appropriate to see that a manuscript with a necromancer as the protagonist got postmarked on Halloween... and because it was also a good way to fake out the subconscious Demons of Doubt that inevitably surface for these sorts of occasions: about five minutes after she went out with the box, I found myself sitting on my bed with the sudden feeling of, "my god, what have I done?" washing over me -- but it was too late for second thoughts, the Manuscript was on its way. I've been wandering around all day catching myself thinking, "I could do -- but hey, too late, it's Mailed." I suppose this was probably a good way to have handled it, otherwise I might still be sitting outside the post office dithering.

Plans for the next few days are to take a break while it sinks in that it's time to shift gears for the next project, and then plunge on in once the mental files are sufficiently cleared of the "what if I did it this way" stuff left over from this manuscript. (And I did have a large one, sitting down tonight to watch "Shadow of the Vampire", that I think what I was groping towards in my portrayal of my Villain was that weird affectless thing that John Malkovich plays in most of his roles; it would have been nice to have realized that consciously sooner to have been able to go over the Villain's scenes with that in mind, since it's been a lingering issue that he's meant to come across more amoral-mad-scientisty than necessarily evil, but it Doesn't Matter Now, LOL. But since he'd be around a lot more in the prequel I'll keep it in mind.)


The auspices for this project look good: my haruspicing duty at the annual Vegetable Sacrifice was performed with this augury in mind, and my reading of the entrails is that the coming year will be exceptionally abundant, for I can't remember ever seeing a pumpkin so bursting with plump and well-formed seeds. (The pumpkin of 2000 had no seeds at all, which I took notice of at the time as the weirdest thing I'd ever seen, and just look what Subsequent Events turned out like...)


Formerly's CD drive is still rather messed-up, but fortunately or unfortunately, I have discovered already that having made a complete (cinematics and all) installation of Diablo 2, the drive will put itself back to sleep after the initial period of irritating noise and vibration while it's making sure that I own the CD, and leave me to kill things in peace until I want to Save&Exit again. So I'm off now to go spend the rest of Halloween playing with my skeleton army...
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