Yay, I made it to my 75k goal. I've written 35 pages this weekend, not bad considering Saturday was an Official Day Off. And more than I've written in the preceding two weeks, I think. I've cracked the magic 300, I know what has to happen in broad strokes for the rest of the book, so I'm hoping I might even finish it in the next week or two. I also have to do the final polish on my partial and rewrite the synopsis to get to Miriam.
Then I have to decide what to work on next...I'm thinking another Urban Fantasy. Not Wolf 3. Because I want to wait and see what happens with 1 before even polishing 2 terribly much. There's too much likelihood of stuff changing in 1 if it sells to get too far down the track with 2 or 3 without causing a lot of rewriting for myself.
I have an idea, one that I played with a little a few years back before deciding to focus on the short contemps for a bit. Maybe I'll take that out and dust it off and see where it goes. It's slightly more futuristic UF so that could be fun. Or there's the contemp island book or the one with the Pink-like heroine and a strait-laced hero who isn't quite sure what's hit him. I guess I'll have to see what Miriam thinks. But yay, new worlds ahead. By the time I'm done with this draft of 2, I will have written over 200k in the Wolf world in 9 months, so something fresh might be just what the doctor ordered.
June 11, 2007
June 10, 2007
Tagged
And oops, I've just been catching up on some blogs and realised I got tagged a little while back (sorry, Keziah).
So here goes...eight random things about me:
1. I used to play the oboe.
2. I love pretty much every shade of blue.
3. Peeling potatoes can make my legs itch.
4. When I beat eggs, my tongue wriggles.
5. I read faster than just about everyone I know (except Miriam).
6. My hair has been pretty much every shade of blonde, brown and red (never black).
7. I am addicted to Diet Coke.
8. One of my favorite smells is horse's breath.
And now who to tag? How about Keri, Robyn, Freya and Carolyn aka my fabulous crit buddies.
So here goes...eight random things about me:
1. I used to play the oboe.
2. I love pretty much every shade of blue.
3. Peeling potatoes can make my legs itch.
4. When I beat eggs, my tongue wriggles.
5. I read faster than just about everyone I know (except Miriam).
6. My hair has been pretty much every shade of blonde, brown and red (never black).
7. I am addicted to Diet Coke.
8. One of my favorite smells is horse's breath.
And now who to tag? How about Keri, Robyn, Freya and Carolyn aka my fabulous crit buddies.
It's a miracle!
Well, I don't know quite what's happened but something shook loose today and I've managed to get down 17 pages. That's after several weeks of absolute crawling along. Maybe it was taking the day off completely yesterday, maybe it was a dose of ballet. Who knows? But whatever it was I like it!
Those of you paying attention might notice that I've revised the wordcount down a little. Somewhere in the middle of whining to Keri last night, I remembered that my wordcount for the first draft of number 1 was 90k, not 100k. I write short not long in first draft. Lots of talking heads and [insert reaction here]. So I decided 90k was the aim for this one too. Somehow having 80 odd pages to go just seems a lot more do-able right now than 120 odd. It doesn't make much logical sense, the rest of the words still have to be written at some point, after all, number one is now something like 110k but for some reason, 90k is making the muse much happier. Some I'm going with that. No-one ever said writing was a completely rational process. And if they did, they were wrong. Irrational works for me.
So yay me. I might just make my target of 75k by the end of the long weekend and if I do, I've got about sixty pages to go after that. Which seems doable, even if I start freaking out about Dallas (note to self, do not freak out about Dallas). Yippee and yeehah. I have suitably rewarded myself with another dose of PoTC 3 (much Jack and Will love) and am about to follow that up with McDreamy and co. Life is good!
Those of you paying attention might notice that I've revised the wordcount down a little. Somewhere in the middle of whining to Keri last night, I remembered that my wordcount for the first draft of number 1 was 90k, not 100k. I write short not long in first draft. Lots of talking heads and [insert reaction here]. So I decided 90k was the aim for this one too. Somehow having 80 odd pages to go just seems a lot more do-able right now than 120 odd. It doesn't make much logical sense, the rest of the words still have to be written at some point, after all, number one is now something like 110k but for some reason, 90k is making the muse much happier. Some I'm going with that. No-one ever said writing was a completely rational process. And if they did, they were wrong. Irrational works for me.
So yay me. I might just make my target of 75k by the end of the long weekend and if I do, I've got about sixty pages to go after that. Which seems doable, even if I start freaking out about Dallas (note to self, do not freak out about Dallas). Yippee and yeehah. I have suitably rewarded myself with another dose of PoTC 3 (much Jack and Will love) and am about to follow that up with McDreamy and co. Life is good!
June 06, 2007
Jumping, jumping
I seem to be going through a blink and another few days has flown by phase. Less than five weeks to Dallas now...when I first decided to go it was probably five months. Eeek. Time going too fast. Too much to do.
Unfortunately something that's not going too fast is the book. My muse is being a bit ADD, giving me snippets of scenes but not whole scenes. At least not easily. I've jumped ahead a bit because I can't quite work out a transition. I know what has to happen to set up the climax and the ending but not sure how to get there.
Hopefully a brilliant answer is about to materialise...otherwise my first draft will have a big chunk missing that says "stuff happens here until this happens". Scintillating prose if ever I saw it.
I saw Breach on the weekend which was a cool little quiet thriller. And freakily contained references at the end to a supermax prison. Which is a concept apparently invented in Australia (yay, us...er, maybe) and one that I had only heard of for the first time about thirty minutes before I left to go to the movie when I was doing book research. Sometimes synchronicity is a little weird. Things like that often happen when you write. Which is part of the cool stuff. Stuck on plot is not.
Unfortunately something that's not going too fast is the book. My muse is being a bit ADD, giving me snippets of scenes but not whole scenes. At least not easily. I've jumped ahead a bit because I can't quite work out a transition. I know what has to happen to set up the climax and the ending but not sure how to get there.
Hopefully a brilliant answer is about to materialise...otherwise my first draft will have a big chunk missing that says "stuff happens here until this happens". Scintillating prose if ever I saw it.
I saw Breach on the weekend which was a cool little quiet thriller. And freakily contained references at the end to a supermax prison. Which is a concept apparently invented in Australia (yay, us...er, maybe) and one that I had only heard of for the first time about thirty minutes before I left to go to the movie when I was doing book research. Sometimes synchronicity is a little weird. Things like that often happen when you write. Which is part of the cool stuff. Stuck on plot is not.
Subscribe to:
Posts (Atom)