Writing is hard – day 23
Not much to post. Needed a break from the writing madness. Then went to Orycon, which was good, but distracting. Trying to work through a bunch of blocks to get to “THE END.”
82,027 words
Fiction
Not much to post. Needed a break from the writing madness. Then went to Orycon, which was good, but distracting. Trying to work through a bunch of blocks to get to “THE END.”
82,027 words
Word Count: 80,477 – Stress-level: High
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Y'know, i'd meant it to be a light book. Really. Something silly and fun. I believe the words “kooky” escaped my lips.
But, like every other time i'm allowed to touch a writing implement, everything turned so damn serious. Mopey even.
Just once, could i not try to write something “deep” and “important”?
I must have one book in me where pirate unicorns sail their ships across rainbows to rescue chocolate fairies from mean old Mr. Sunny-Frown.
I dunno. Maybe i don't watch enough cartoons.
The other day, someone asked me what my book was about.
I, (and, i might add, without irony) said, “One character represents the concept of death as entropy, while the other is a metaphor for the Tarot's concept that death is merely a form of change…”
I think i got most of the way through before they started to back away.
And yes, from one perspective, i can be all like, “yay me!” Because, you know, i did write over 80,000 words (or 427,627 maddening taps on my keyboard.) in 19 days.
But, from another perspective, there is a problem.
A couple hours ago, looking at the end of the manuscript, i found myself staring in horror, nay, terror, at the two most harrowing words imaginable:
ACT III
“But Grá, what's so terrible about those two words?”
“I'm glad you asked.”
“And Grá, is 'III' really a word?”
“Shhh!”
See, the problem is the words fail to be THE END. No matter how much i squint my eyes, they're not even related to THE END. I believe they may be acquaintances of THE END's hairdresser. And THE END won't return their calls.
What do i do? Well, i guess i keep writing…
One last writing update at the end of the month.
Who woulda thunk it?
Today was the hardest day yet. But i did it.
80,336 words
whew.
I'm not to THE END, yet. I'm giving myself till the 30th to do so.
I'm a decreasing Fibonacci sequence. The closer i get to “THE END,” the less words i'm able to write.
76,364 words
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80,000 words today! Do or die!
Seems like every time i do a 10,000 word day, i'm totally fried the next day (go figure.) Still, i was able to do a push tonight and got the !@#$%^&* words done for today (with ten minutes to spare.)
74,162 words
That's right, that's right, uh huh!
Ahem, sorry. I'm a little punchy right now. Been sitting in cafe's all day writing TEN THOUSAND WORDS! Uh huh, uh huh, that's right, that's right!
70,111 words
Took the first part of the day off, then knocked out 4,000 words before dinner.
Because i am an idiot, tomorrow i will write 10,000 words. Booyah!
60,079 words
I actually LIKE this book! Damn!
52,182 words
Wrote 3,000 words today, spread throughout the day. A fine day though, comprised of friends, fun and bike rides. So i'll take it.
48,025 words
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