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Up to 18,000 words, and I have a title for a possible *sequel*, but not for the almost-certainly-a-novella. Corinthians 13 is still my best bet, but nothing is quite right.
I still have a lot of scenes to work on (all of the Jimmy scenes, and Cas needs more to do than pronounce various dooms, really) and I should research quarterstaff fighting as well as shortsword-fighting. Why are my books on medieval warfare all about longswords? This is poor planning on my part.
Also, I need to fend off the plotbunnies about Gabriel's Vessel that are coming from reading The Horse, the Wheel, and Language: How Bronze-Age Riders from the Eurasian Steppes Shaped the Modern World, because the idea about making him a 10th century Icelander who said yes to avoid dying from one of Hekla's volcanic famines is bad enough. Making him some poor bastard that Gabriel scooped up 6000 years ago would be beyond the pale. And I don't really want to research Bendictine monasteries in history and currently in North America -- none of them are possibly in the right position for the aftermath of a fight in Detroit.
I still have a lot of scenes to work on (all of the Jimmy scenes, and Cas needs more to do than pronounce various dooms, really) and I should research quarterstaff fighting as well as shortsword-fighting. Why are my books on medieval warfare all about longswords? This is poor planning on my part.
Also, I need to fend off the plotbunnies about Gabriel's Vessel that are coming from reading The Horse, the Wheel, and Language: How Bronze-Age Riders from the Eurasian Steppes Shaped the Modern World, because the idea about making him a 10th century Icelander who said yes to avoid dying from one of Hekla's volcanic famines is bad enough. Making him some poor bastard that Gabriel scooped up 6000 years ago would be beyond the pale. And I don't really want to research Bendictine monasteries in history and currently in North America -- none of them are possibly in the right position for the aftermath of a fight in Detroit.