Arthur… the neverending story
How long have I been buried in Arthur’s myth now? 10 years? More like 15…
Oh, Dear…
I still can’t figure what prompted me to finally write down my own version.
Must have been an unknown virus or bug… Paris air is veeeeeery dangerous…
Ok, I did spend most of my sleepless nights of the last month on the myth again.
Outcome was:
- I finally got my plotting done [time: 5 years ... go figure]
- wrote around 30’000 words [yay! and I thought I never had the patience to go through with it... hu...]
- I did not kill off Galahad… what an accomplishment
- managed to write up some decent bad guys… and then a beta reader thought my battle scenes were not bloody enough. Huh?
- I learned that there is no such thing as a beta reader anymore… only beta thinkers. What has the world come down to?
- got some stunning reviews [ego... ego... back into the box... now!!!], at least someone is interested in reading this…
- Bart swamped me with compliments *blush* (that’s because he hasn’t read the last chapter yet… )
I think I can stop writing the story now… hell, the pathos level even drives my blood sugar high, and I am the author…
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