Whirlwind.
I’ve been trying to race through some editing. Once the writing is finished, the editing seems like an even stupider process. The writing takes a year, the editing takes less, but its like reading something you already read and have to gut it like a fish. You’ve got plenty of patience getting the original writing done, but the editing is something you want to do quickly. Sort of finishing a job you already finished. I hate it, because I do most of it myself, so there’s probably something wrong with the final product somewhere. I’m trying to write a couple of books right now, one is a story about a man looking back on life, and one is a western. I plan on tying the western to a little book I did before, at least vaguely. I think the world is sort of looking for a little distraction, and looking to things that may have been easier, or simpler. No era is perfect, but there’s reasons we look to other times and other situations for entert...