TWO. HUNDRED. THOUSAND. WORDS! Jesus flipping Christ. I only wrote 265K *total* last year. I will be well past that by *June* this year. Jesus flipping Christ. Oh, also? THE PRETENDER’S CROWN is done. I’ve still got to rewrite the prologue per editor request, which is tomorrow’s job, but the last chapters and the epilogue are finished. 724 pages. 179,500 words. Holy *jeez*. I only got about 70 pages of AAs done, though, which means I’m going to have to go downstairs and work on them this evening, at least…
Tag: writing
defeated
The warmth of my office and the late start and the general brainlessness has defeated me. I still have 2000 words or so to write on this chapter, and 5000 or so to finish the book (unless it takes 7 or 8 thousand), but I am defeated. I’ll have to finish tomorrow, which means I won’t be rewriting the prologue tomorrow, but…well…tough. Just tough. Tomorrow’s writing should go a little more easily, at least, because I won’t be stitching in bits I wrote a while ago. I am going to…
guest blogging
I’m guest blogging today over at miladyinsanity! Unless this chapter does something totally unexpected, I’m not going to finish this book today. Knowing this makes working on it somewhat less fun. Unfortunately, if I don’t work on it, I won’t finish the damned thing tomorrow, either, and I have *got* to have it turned in by Wednesday because I’ve got AAs to do for HANDS OF FLAME, and they’ve already given me a week extension on those while I try to finish up TPC. Also, surprisingly, someone sent me a…
bloody hell
Bloody hell, I’m tired. I’m sure it’s a combination of having stepped my exercise up from nothing* to Quite A Lot over the last two weeks, and simply sleeping less because it’s lighter out and so I wake up earlier. But damn, I’m *tired*. I may try giving myself a day off from exercise tomorrow, although that’s hard to do, because once I’ve got a goal in mind (current goal: walk 6 miles a day. average achieved goal over the last 2 weeks: 5.75 miles a day.) it’s very hard…
I am a genius.
I’ve gotten through all but the last 40 pages or so of the manuscript, and I have realized that the problem is not with the book. It’s with the ending as I have it synopsized. It’s *all wrong*. And now I know what’s right, and it will be *awesome*. It’s the ending the book deserves. It will make it feel like a proper story. And it’s not any longer than my wrong ending would’ve been (it’s not any shorter, either) and it’s much much better. I am *so pleased*. It’s…