I've made this insane goal (shocking, I know) to have 40,000 words of my latest novel completed before WorldCON next week.
Ack! WorldCON is next week.
I wrote a version of this story for Nanowrimo a few years ago, and decided to pull it out and give it some love. It's Dystopian-ish YA with a little Sci-Fi thrown in for good measure. Mostly it's a character story, which isn't how my writing to date has gone. I'm excited about it. I love good characters, and I hope that this character will capture the hearts of those who read her story.
Naturally (yes, I toss around adverbs like they're bowling pins at a juggling convention) work has exploded around me since I made this goal two weeks ago. I've put in more hours than I care to think about at my day job, and the next week and a half does not look to trend toward any sort of improvement. In fact, I'd bet good money that it's about to get worse.
Yes, yes, I know, I'm usually an optimist, but reality has set in, and I'm sticking with it for now.
So this week, along with work, I ended up watching the dojo for two evenings. (Can I just whine for a second about the fact that I had 19 kids in the kids class and 12 [yes, 12] of them were new white belts. Talk about terrifying. Good thing they love the snake game.) Needless to say that leaving at 5:45am and getting back home at 10:15pm does nothing on the writing front.
Today was my day to make up for it. I'm happy to say that I write about 4,500 words today. That's a lot for me. And all of them were from scratch—no cutting and pasting. My fingers are all tied up, and for some reason I keep missing the “n” key. No idea why. Me”n”tal block or something.
I'll keep my word count posted. Just to see if I can make it. So far I'm at 24,000 words. That's 4,000 words behind where I wanted to be at this point, but they're good words, so I'm okay with the delay.
Maybe.
Stay tuned for more whining, writing and possible miracles. (Those would be me not doing my favorite Kung Fu moves on people who make my life hard this week.) Like the Wonder Twins . . . Writer and ninja unite!
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Shall I gripe about WorldCon here too? Life is so not fair some days. *sigh* I hate being poor.
I told you! I can stalk whoever you need and get DNA samples. I'm sure the victims, er, authors will cooperate fully. If not, I am a ninja. Swish, swish.
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