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New RAM, new Sam. 
Friday, November 14, 2008, 11:50 - Novel Progress
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My little ubuntu laptop now has a princely two gigabytes of RAM. If you'd told me ten years ago that I'd posess a computer with more than two gigabytes of Hard-drive space, I'd have had a hard time believing you. But gigs of RAM? That's crazy talk. I'd probably have burned you as a witch.
But now it has two gigabytes of RAM and it's like a new laptop. Woo! Great! Bully for me!
But now I've spent quite a bit of money, and I don't have anything to do for the rest of the month, so I've come to a decision.
Tonight, I am going to write two thousand words of Coldtouch and Dark.
Tomorrow, I am going to write another two-thousand. On Sunday I will write four-thousand.
My weekends are going to work like this until I get the thing finished and sent off to publishers.
Then I will be rich and famous and possess yachts, plural.
A flotilla of them, all made of gold. Well, maybe more of a sinktilla.
These are true things that will happen.

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