Finished the first draft of the outline for the Planetary Romance at ten to nine this morning — even, after four and a half years of kicking this project around in my head, finally came up with a working title I could live with (Intervention). Thirteen thousand, one hundred fifty-something words of outline, and I was pruning plot loops, killing off characters, and swapping names, genders, and fates right up to the last minute. Thank God I wasn’t trying to do that to an actual novel manuscript — though I’m sure it’ll still be just as bad in the end.

Now I’m not going to work on it for at least two weeks.