Winning While Still Running
So I guess we call today’s story “How I won Camp Nano-June Edition in 13 days.” Yes, you read that right. No, I don’t get to slack off, not one bit.
When I say I won Camp NaNo last night, what I really mean is I hit the requisite 50k. Actually, I went past it, but that’s not the point. Tuesday, Devan kept me up writing Where The Ether Flows until midnight-ish. He really didn’t want to let me go to bed at all, but I noticed that my typos were becoming legion and told him to save it until the next day, that 3,641 words was enough for one night. Not content, he haunted my dreams until morning. No, I’m not complaining, but he is persistent, isn’t he? Last night I picked up where I’d
nearly passed out left off and proceeded to bang out another 3,497 words, which brought me to 50,833 words So yeah, I won NaNo again. Not being done, I shall continue unabated. At least I like writing at this pace.
Yes, for the curious, I definitely brought Devan to his knees and then, before letting him recover from that, challenged him in a very deep, personal way. No, I’m not going to tell you how. You all know I don’t get into story details here, especially while I’m still writing the book in question (teasing like this doesn’t count). But it did go well and, with some polishing, I think it will live up to everything it should be. That’s always a nice feeling. Truthfully, I feel that way about the whole novel so far. I like the way it’s building and the next couple of days will see some serious tension and conflict for my characters. It’s always fun when they don’t know who to trust.
Today, the plan is, shock of shocks, more writing. Yes, more risks and challenges for Devan. I can definitely feel the build toward the climax starting. I still have no idea how long this is going to turn out to be, but I don’t really care. It’ll be as long as it needs, and my stuff always seems to become longer in editing, chronic under-writer that I seem to have become.
The other thing that’s going on in my head is that I’m considering whether to enter one of my two short stories in the current quarter of the contest my Mirrors story is in. The joy of a contest like this is that you just keep plugging away until you win or fulfill their definition of a “Pro” and can’t enter anymore. I’m sort of thinking about entering The Nandora Tree, but I’m not sure, nor am I sure if it’s ready. I’ll have to mull this over a bit. Maybe I’ll just send it out to other paying markets. Really don’t know. I’d say I’m going around in circles on it, but honestly, I just keep getting distracted by Devan and Ether Flows, so I don’t get any further in thinking about it. Since that short story is about him, you’d think he’d let me think about it more, but not so much it seems. Oh well. I have until the end of the month to decide, and there’s always next quarter if I don’t make a decision in time.
Of course, in the back of my mind, books 2 and 3 of the Necromantic trilogy lurk as I’m writing Ether Flows. So does Reah. I’m trying to figure out the two men in her life. I don’t know that the usual labels entirely apply to them. One is more of less an antagonist, but not entirely. And the other, well, he’s more than just a love interest. Nothing is going to be simple with that project, I suspect. We’ll see where that ends up when I eventually turn to work on that seriously. That won’t be until Necromantic is complete though, in first drafts at least. So probably about 6 months from now. She’ll be screaming for attention by then, I think. Oh well, it seems to make for better ideas anyway, letting them stew while I work on my current project.