Size matters...

A brief update, folks—Clean Until the Final Act edged over the 3000-word mark on Sunday. Although I have that good feeling writing it, I really have no idea if it will work for readers or not. See, I like to push myself, only sometimes I push too hard. I’m praying this is not one of those times. Yesterday, I (half-)jokingly told a work colleague that this story has the feel of being either a complete disaster or an eventual award-winner. Chances are it will turn out neither, but I think that about sums up the knife-edge it’s walking at the moment. Anyway, as I’ve said elsewhere, I am determined to bring this one in under 4000 (I already have three tough sells on my hands that are longer than that and I do not want another one), but it’s looking increasingly likely it will be too long. If this thing stretches over 4500 I can probably kiss half the potential markets goodbye. There’s never been a better time to use the right words…