April 18th, 2013

writing steles burning

were we the belly of the beast or the sword that fell?

Zeno's novel is in full force. I have written 16,800 words since Sunday, and I'm just about to OD on overly sweet multi-shot espresso drinks and get back at it, and I feel like the end of the damned book just gets further and further away.

I will not be done by Friday. But I may still pull off the next-week deadline if I manage to stay knuckled down. (I am taking Saturday off to give my brain and hands a break.)

In lieu of content, here are the songs I have been listening to obsessively while working this week.

rengeek the puppet (poisoninjest)

ring like crazy, ring like hell, turn me back into that wild haired gale

I have finally gotten through the rising action and I have reached the earth-shattering kaboom. Which means I will be taking a moment before writing to organize it. And cry a little.

I just typed "Chapter 26." Chapter 26 is the new Chapter 25, and Chapter 25 was supposed to be the start of the climactic space battle. I may actually cram one more scene into the new Chapter 25, though, which was previously the second half of Chapter 24, except Chapter 24 got to be sixty pages long, because the scene that is now supposed to start Chapter 26 (formerly 25) may go better in Chapter 25 (formerly 24.)

This book is going to be seven hundred pages long. I wish I were even kidding.