Prose Writing: 6,097 Words.
Comic Writing: 3 Pages.
Notes: I had originally planned on making yesterday a heavily-prose weighted day, but then I got on the line with Sturges, and we plotted out the who-writes-what page breakdowns for our latest issue of JSA. So then I was going to switch to writing all comic book pages instead. But, while writing my 11 JSA pages, the ideas about the prose thing wouldn't stop nagging me, so I reluctantly stopped at three comics pages and switched back to prose. I'd written a bit on the prose stuff earlier in the day, waiting for Sturges to finally crawl out of bed and get to work. Switching back to the prose work turned out to be a grand thing, as the words flowed like some sort of easily, rapidly flowing stuff. I think I could have done another thousand words easy yesterday, but I wanted to leave off at a spot where I absolutely knew what was needed next. One of the best bits of writing advice I ever got was, "always quit for the day in a place where you know what you're going to write next." So that's what I did.
Then I was going to read, but I ended up watching American Idol instead.
I so want to brag about the novel, but I said I wasn't going to reveal stuff, therefore I won't. At Matt's very specific request I did start sending the individual chapters of the novel around to the Clockwork boys, so that they could read, critique and comment as we go along. But after six or seven chapters sent out, without a single response from any of these yahoos, the paranoid part of me has determined they are keeping mum because the story is pure crap, and they're just too polite or squeamish to tell me. So, no more novel bits for them until the thing is done.
I did talk Sturges into sending me his completed (first draft only) superhero prose story, and read it. Even in its very rough first draft form, it's marvelous. If every other story in this upcoming superhero themed anthology is puerile crap, you will still get more than your money's worth with Matt's story -- which is a good thing, I suppose, because it takes some of the pressure off of me to produce a good one.