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Writing Wendl - attrition...

Status report on the current novel project, Wendl the Fallen : At around 60,000 words, I've killed off a couple of characters, which is usually an early sign that the story is finding me. The target is a rough draft of about 100,000 words in twelve chapters, which will trim down in re-write and editing to something like 70,000 words in ten chapters. I've never written a novel this dark before - or this funny. To be honest, I'm not at all sure I'll ever be able to finish it. Meanwhile, The Winged Child will be out in February. That is my best one so far.   Henry's books . If you would like to deliver Drovers Gap blog directly to your email inbox, click here .  


Alone in my small warm place,

Windsong to feed the silence,

Hours slip past uncounted

December light herds swift

A multitude of cloudshadow

Across the mountain’s face,

At length, the downing sun,

Tangles in the naked trees,

Doused and drowned in nightrise,

Falls away toward another dawn

Behind some other mountain,

Last, the measure of this day

Is numbered by bound pages

Scarred with shreds and shards

Of story, tale out of order

But complete for finding out.

Too tired now to sort a plot,

I give these to the holy dark

And trust my soul to sleep

To hold my threads intact

Across one more frozen night

And weave me into morning.


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