Sometimes I need a machete, sometimes a scalpel. Sometimes–gasp!–I’m grafting something in, but not that often. The good stuff is there, I just need to hack away the crap created by not having a clue where I was going, so people can find the good stuff. I started this edit with 198,969 words. (God help […]
Dealing With Sharp Objects Read More ยป
Especially when you thought you’d already completed it a few times. I’m back to the first book, because I just can’t see putting Eve in a drawer for eternity, even though Donte’s and Taro’s books are a thousand times better. (not to mention barely more than a fourth the size…I won’t mention it if you
I’ve had it, I’m through, I’m going to bed. I cleaned my house, kicked the crap out of the munchkin’s karate bag, and wrote a vicious fight for Eve that will probably never find its way into anything. Eve’s past is hers, you don’t need to know. More than one person has commented on how
69,695 is the word count. And I think I’m done. Holy cow. I want to start the next one. BJ suggested I write the next story from Rafe’s POV, and I think that sounds like a blast. But first I’d better reconnect with my life, away from this hypnotizing black box. Yeah right. Like that’ll
Though, on the other hand–any day that has complete strangers giving you chocolate, is a good day. 66,487 is the word count tonight. I’m nearly done. I thought for a little while I was done, but Rafe and Taro have a little more to say. And they’re so much fun to hang around with, I
Valentine's, Shmalentine's Read More ยป
60,458. That’s the word count, that’s all I got for a blog tonight. Oh, and–damn, I’m good. Good night, little road Martians dancing at the edge of my vision.
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Goofed again, and it took a couple days to catch it. ::sigh:: At least I did catch it, and I’m moving onward again. Oh, better go get a word count–55,758. Cool! Just a hint, to anyone writing anything with a love story tangled up in the story problem–the sooner someone says those immortal words, “I