This past weekend was a very lazy weekend. It was the first full weekend my husband has had off since September, so we slept in, I made
breakfast brunch on Saturday, we lazed about the house, played video games, and returned some of the three years worth of bottles and cans we have filling up the dining room (don’t ask, we’ve just been REALLY lazy about it). I’m finally playing Dragon Age Origins. It’s a fun game, I love the different character interactions and the way those interactions change depending on your actions. I’m annoyed with the character Morrighan because it seems like nothing you do ever makes her happy. Although, I do love her jabs at Alistair. *grins*
I didn’t do a single bit of writing this weekend and only thought about it a little bit. I love weekends like this because now I’m re-energized and ready to jump right back in. I’ve never understood writers who write Every. Single. Day. and don’t burn themselves out. My brain occasionally needs a rest. I’m sure someone somewhere will say this means I’m not a “real writer”, but eh… *shrugs* We all run the race at our own pace and in our own way.
I have the first five chapters done and am now pondering chapter six. I think I shall throw another dead body into the mix. Then Alex and Sam get to have a date night.😀
“All that is necessary for the triumph of evil is that good men do nothing.”
I groaned. I really hated that quote.
“No, you know what happens when good men stick their noses where they don’t belong?” I snapped, baring my teeth.
He shook his head.
“They die. They die horrible painful deaths because evil doesn’t give a shit that they’re good men. Unless you’ve got the skills and power necessary to defend not only yourself but your loved ones as well, the best thing to do is to stay the fuck out of evil’s way.”
It’s messy, there are a great many holes to fill, rough edges to scrape off and smooth, and it’s in need of some major paint work, but there’s a fairly complete story here. I’m going to say that the zero draft of When Demons Cry is done. It’s only at 47k words, but once I get the holes filled and flesh some things out more, I’ll probably double that word count.
After taking all of Friday off, my brain has been re-energized. I’ve written more than five thousand words this weekend and right now my NaNoWriMo word count stands at 11,077 and I still have words left in me today. I’m hoping to write at least another 1k words today.
This section of the book is going to be awesome! Alex, Vic, a horde of ghouls, no way out except for Alex to give in to her demon side. There’s fire, there’s blood, there’s the destruction of a beautiful car. *sigh* I love it when the writing flows like this.
The leaves on the maple tree next to our house are starting to turn bright orange, but most of the trees in our neighborhood are still green. Halloween is just over a month away and my birthday is only three weeks away.
Where has the year gone?
This week I’ve been busy working on When Demons Cry because it got jealous of all the time I was spending on Zombies!. WDC is coming together quite nicely and it’s getting to be about the time I start joining the random scenes together and make the written story a bit more cohesive.
I’ve also been working on the latest round of revisions for Cameron. She just had a few things she thought needed a bit more clarity and a couple instances where she thought the motivations of the characters were weak or non-existent. So, those are almost done and she should have the changes in her hand by Monday. YAY!
That means we’ll be just about ready to go on submission to editors. *bites nails anxiously*
Tonight I head up to a friend’s farm to celebrate Harvest. Mmm… good food, great people, spiritual nurturing… Of course, it’s supposed to be rainy as all get out, but that just means it’ll be the perfect weather to be able to burn the wicker man. *big grin*
Tomorrow, again a very rainy day being called for, is the 12th annual Western MA Pagan Pride Day. I’m actually hoping they end up canceling it because I really don’t want to spend two days outside in the rain. I’m willing to endure it for Harvest, but not so much for PPD.
What are your plans for the first weekend of Autumn?
I currently have two works in progress. The first is When Demons Cry and the second is the zombie YA book.
They’re both completely different books in just about every way imaginable. The biggest difference is in how I’m writing the two of them and how they “feel” in my head.
WDC is very amorphous and up in the air in regards to what happens. It’s very much a “by the seat of my pants” book. (Just like Where Demons Fear to Tread was.) But I know the characters inside and out. Alex, Vic, and Ryuu are very real and fleshed out to me and they have been since I set them down on paper. The fire and the passion of the book are there, but I don’t have the form yet. Oh, I know what the story’s about, I just don’t know the details.
Zombies! is the opposite. I have the form down. I know what happens throughout the whole book (for the important parts at least). I even wrote an outline for it! But I don’t feel quite as connected to the characters. I still don’t know yet how the characters will react to certain situations. I don’t know their inner personalities, only what they show me on the page.
Both novels have their challenges, but I don’t think I prefer one over the other.
How do you write? Are you a pantser? A meticulous outliner? Or does it vary between projects?
I survived Hurricane Irene. Actually, that’s not accurate at all. Hurricane Irene barely even showed her pimply face around here. The worst we got was some heavy winds late last night, several hours after Irene had passed.
My heart goes out to everyone adversely affected by Irene. Unlike the earthquake from earlier last week (Which I didn’t feel even though everybody else did. I wonder if Mother Nature is ignoring me?), lives were lost and billions of dollars worth of damaged was caused. Clean-up is going to be hellish in many areas and I urge everyone to donate or volunteer if you can.
My hometown had areas of severe flooding and evacuations, but thankfully where my parents live was not affected. Although, I called my mom to let her know they were more than welcome to spend the night here if need be.
Today, I woke up to a story idea pounding insistently at the back of my skull. It was so insistent, it wouldn’t let me even think about When Demons Cry until I’d given in to it’s demands and started writing it. I wrote 2100 words in about an hour on it. I think I’ll take some more time later tonight and work on it some more because it’s fun and dark and it has ZOMBIES! I don’t want to say too much more because I always seem to jinx myself when I do that.