jekyllandhyde

Had a disconcerting experience last night. I was headed to the store to buy more wine when I found myself avoiding the self check-out because the same guy is always there to check IDs for alcohol and I was afraid he would think I'm an alcoholic for buying more bottles of wine (I've probably gone once every three days for the past couple weeks). Then I stopped and wondered if I really was becoming an alcoholic. I joke about it all the time, but I've never actually thought of myself as a real one. I didn't drink anything last night as a way to prove to myself that I wasn't a slave to it. It's good that I was able to do that, but still, the thought's been planted.

Anyway, in other news, I'm finally ready to start writing again. I have a little over 340 pages and 105,000 words. I've also recently decided it might be a better pitch idea to cut the book into two shorter books and make it a duology. I like the idea of a single epic, but from a marketing standpoint two books may be better. Plus, that would also mean I'm almost done with a full-length novel instead of being a little over halfway done. It's a nice little psychological milestone.