February 23, 2002
I'm blasting along today. I
I'm blasting along today. I seem to have found the mental equivalent of prune juice, cause baby I am no longer blocked. About 4,000 words so far today, and I'm not done yet. I'm shooting for 10,000 this weekend, and it's within my reach, if I don't let up now.
February 21, 2002
There's a reason the word
There's a reason the word count hasn't been updated in days. It's not a pretty one. Every night I go home, ready and eager to write, and then I sit down and stare at the screen. And stare. And write a few words. Then delete half of them. And stare some more until frustration takes over and I think, "Oh hell with it. I'm done for tonight." My deadline is in nineteen days. I still have approximately 40,000 words to do. That scares me to death, and that fear is what is making it nigh-impossible to write.
With NaNoWriMo, I could just blast out words, because I could tell myself that no one else was going to read it, so it didn't matter if it sucked. Well, here it matters if it sucks. I mean yeah, it can be edited, but still. Argh. I gotta quit psyching myself out.
February 18, 2002
Chapter one is finished! That's
Chapter one is finished! That's the good news.
The bad news is that I'm about 10,000 words behind projected word count right now. My original idea was to shoot for 3,000 words a night for the rest of the week to stay caught up (butbutbut, the women's figure skating events are this week, wah!), but I dunno if that will work. I'll be happy with 2,000, and I'll make up the rest on the weekend.
Oh yeah, the other good news is that I like where things are going right now. Unfortunately, since I'm not writing this entirely for me (and since my contract includes various non-disclosure stuff), I can't go into any more detail than that.
February 13, 2002
Yes, I know. The word
Yes, I know. The word count is pitiful. Julie and I got started swapping gaming stories tonight, so neither of us got a whole lot of writing done, I'm afraid. Um, it was fun though?
February 12, 2002
Well, the final title for
Well, the final title for Memory's Price is Stirring the Shadows. And I'm already waaaay behind on the manuscript -- but the outline is finally done! Blame figure skating, I swear.
February 08, 2002
I have another tentative title
I have another tentative title for Memory, but I'm going to wait and see if the editor okays it before posting it here. I do not, however, have a completed outline at this point. I have everything finished but for the last chapter, which is in skeleton form. I think I'm going to have to wait until tonight after work to clothe said skeleton. My brain died about 30 minutes ago, and I have to be at work in 5 hours. Time for me to sleep.
February 07, 2002
Wow. I managed a thousand
Wow. I managed a thousand words on the outline tonight, without even breaking a sweat and while alternating writing with chatting with Julie. That sounds promising! The fiction bit of the outline is nearly finished. I have two chapters left to outline, then the real fun begins.
February 06, 2002
I am SUCH a freaking
I am SUCH a freaking loon. Due to a serious miscalculation on my part (i.e., 80 pages does NOT equal 80,000 words!), it turns out I only have to do 1500 words per day to make my deadline. My editor now thinks I'm a lunatic, I know it.
February 05, 2002
Well, I got the contract
Well, I got the contract today for Memory's Price. Still no definite title. The deadline for the first draft is March 11. What this means, is that if I finish the outline by Friday, I'll have to write 2500 words a day to make the deadline.
NaNoWriMo II. I'm more than a little nervous about making this one, but I'm going to do my damnedest.
February 03, 2002
I spent a good part
I spent a good part of the weekend working on my outline, but at this point I'm still only about halfway done, due to a conspiracy between Mother Nature and a migraine this morning. (Mother Nature, it should be noted, had it in for my car, and dropped a tree on it on Thursday night.) I'm feeling a little frustrated and overwhelmed at this point, thinking about going to bed.