it's a great life, if you don't weaken (matociquala) wrote,
it's a great life, if you don't weaken

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if they take us they will burn us

So today was one of those periodic days of fussing that novel writing seems to require, during which I went through, broke the narrative out into chapters (I have nine chapters written! Yay!), deleted or put into comments all the notes I don't need anymore, and corrected my formatting, so I could actually do a formal manuscript wordcount rather than.

Net result, a 6K gain before I wrote today, and I have a third of a book done! Wow! Amazing how that happens.

And after all that, I still forced myself to get some words.

Benedick, I find, will chatter away at me endlessly in his internalizations, even if he doesn't say much to the outside world.

Tristen, on the other hand, does not let me in. He's just silent and observational. Watching, not judging. It makes him the harder one of the pair to write.

But then, he has more to be sorry for. I thnk it's all stuff he's not telling himself, either.

Progress notes for 20 March 2008

Shadow Unit

New Words: 670 on "Ballistic," about 300 on a DVD extra
Things Chaz and/or Hafidha ate, contemplated eating, or neglected to eat: Cake all 'round! Also coffee.


New words: 1693
Microsoft wordcount: 31843
Manuscript wordcount: 38000
Deadline: May 1
Mammalian assistance: The cat is currently hiding her face in my leg.
Reason for stopping: End of scene, no idea what the Thrilling Scenery for the next bit is. Something low-gravity, I think. Maybe I will dream up the other details tonight.

Jury-rigging: I am getting kind of tired of inventing Thrilling Scenery. Gotta figure out sooner or later what this magic sword is for.
There's always one more quirk in the character:  God gave him a gift. Tristen exposits well.

Tristen exposits very well.

Today's words Word don't know:  amblyopia, nystagmus, unpigmented, carabiners, homeworld, resheathed, geegaws, nanotube,
Sustenance: lots of herbal tea, coffee, pasta, a sweet potato, chicken, chocolate cookies. The Archway Dutch cocoa cookies used to be awesome, and now, alas, they are not very good any more.
Mean Things: daddy issues, crushing guilt, exposition, patricide

I tried climbing Wednesday night, and totally stank the place up with my incompetence. Le sigh. Still getting random twinges in my biceps and forearm muscles too, so between that and the Menstrual Incompetence, I decided to bail on archery today before I accidentally shot the ceiling.
Miles to Lothlorien: 248.2
Guitar practice: still working on that finger-picking pattern. Really need to do scales today.
Mail: nomail
The Internet is Full of Things:  All the Windwracked Stars is available for pre-order on Amazon.
Tags: chill, progress notes, wtf

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