Archive for January, 2004
. . . is 1081 words further along. Maybe I’ll finish it by the end of the week. Then I can get back to The False Side of Shadow.
Speaking of Slow . . . I don’t have a title for this story. I need something catchy. I’m not sure Slow Valentine […]
I was positive today would be worse than yesterday. I'm fortunate to be wrong! YAY!
Made my goal of 1k with more on the Slow Movin' valentine story. Steph was kind enough to send me a gentle reminder. I figure I'd better get it done before she shows up on my doorstep. […]
Just too blasted tired, no doubt from dealing with pain. The bruises are looking mighty nice, and the rib muscles ache like I've been bowing down to the porcelain god in search of my sparkle. (Anybody reading Shermel's blog would understand . . . LOL!)
Not looking forward to tomorrow. Third day is […]
1148 words.
Orlaith and Jenna go head to head in the WWF Smackdown! Well, okay, maybe not. Sure deflated Mama's sails, though, when Jenna suggested she was going to ask for Marguarethe's hand in marriage.
*snicker*
Off to work, blech!
1288 words, first half of chapter 6. Jenna is <i>this</i> close *user holds thumb and forefinger a hair of a fraction apart* to meeting with the Symbouhera at a little get together. But who makes her more nervous? The evil Bertrada Nijmege who wishes her blood? The mysterious councilor who has […]
Tried to post yesterday, but it wouldn't let me. Durnit!
Another 1029 words yesterday. The ol' Mysterious Councilor is now living in the house that Jenna built. He debates on hiring another assassin, but decides against it. (Besides, I don't want <i>every</i> one of these books to be about Jenna dodging some […]
Tried to post yesterday, but it wouldn't let me. Durnit!
Another 1029 words yesterday. The ol' Mysterious Councilor is now living in the house that Jenna built. He debates on hiring another assassin, but decides against it. (Besides, I don't want every one of these books to be about Jenna dodging some […]
1029 words today, all world building. Spent an inordinate amount of time researching monarchies at Questia. I’m really enjoying the investment I made by subscribing there. Beats dropping everything to dig through a public library. I’m basically hammering down exactly what the Symbouhera does, who’s responsible for what. And how […]
1558 words. Chapter 5, scene 1 complete. Margaurethe's mother pays a surprise visit. No love lost between Mum and Jenna's predecessor. Margaurethe's idea to use Rufus Barret's painting of Jenna - sullen tattooed streetkid - to intimidate the arriving council has backfired. Now Mum thinks Jenna and Elisibet the Tyrannos […]
3104. Finished Chapter 4 and put out 2k worth of world building via in depth character sketches.
Should be able to get 2k done tomorrow as work called; they don't want me in until 5pm. That'll give me extra time in front of the computer. Yay me!
So a friend has asked me to write a Slow Movin' short for the Academy Valentine's Day special. (Which is why I busted out the last Slow short, because I needed to establish my MC had split with her previous grrlfriend.) I've been racking my brain for a week, trying to find something, […]
My original goal for today was 2k words. Nope. Didn't make it.
I wrote 1153 words of chapter 4. Jenna's POV as she watches the arrival of the dread Symbouhera, the council of five that has ruled the European Sanguire since her predecessor's death four hundred years ago. Her advisors have returned […]
3134 words today. 1k of chapter 3, and over 2k of world building as I develop characters and finish up the last of the Sanguire Encyclopedia.
Whew. My hands are killing me.
Forgot to post my word count yesterday.
1127 on FSoS. I'm halfway through the first scene of chapter 3. Seems like Lionel Bentoncourt's wife has a purpose; she beefed herself up. Don't know where she'll be going with herself.
And put it another 1250 in world building. Still working on the […]
Chapter 2 is complete. The focus is on Jenna. She's waiting to meet the Symbouhera - they're due to arrive at any time now. Getting cold feet, jitters, nervous stomach, etc. Wondering what the hel she thinks she's doing, and what the hel is going to happen.
Next chapter is from Lionel […]
