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I spent my night being completely unproductive, despite all efforts to the contrary. I hate that. We had a story meeting today, and I snagged another story, but I'm not sure the SP wanted me to have it, because after he said I could, he said it wasn't claimed and anyone could have it. I don't know what to make of that. My first story was initially cut in a way that disappointed me horribly. I hated it. But then we got notes, and we found out we could do it the way both me and the editor originally saw it in our heads (or rather, as a compromise between what we saw and how it was strung out at first, which was not how I papercut it), so since my editor rocks the house, he recut, and now I love it. I'm excited for the SP to see it after the weekend. I think he'll like it. :) Then he'll be all, Katie, you can write whatever little podunk stories you want. Or something. :) I have to go, now. I'm tired, and my back is killing me. Peace out, copyright 2002
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In which Katie shares sad news - Wednesday, Apr. 01, 2015
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