The writer at work, with attending muse

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It's been a leisurely start to the new year, including a long and far-ranging discussion with Steve over coffee, and Princess-snuggles.  I revised yesterday's pages, and now I need to move on to some other mundane chores before coming back later to open Chapter Eight.  For those who keep track of such things, One of Five now stands just about 27,000 words high.  That's 106 manuscript pages.

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I hope that you welcomed in the new year with joy and moderation,  and that this first day of 2014 is the beginning of an entire year of health, prosperity, and happiness.

And yes, I did promise a muse, in the title of this blog post.  Here is Trooper, editing One of Five:

Trooper, Musing for all he's worth. Photo by Sharon Lee