I’m waiting for the day my brain goes on strike, instead of just adjusting to the new normal every time I push it that little bit further. Surely it’s going to happen any day now, especially after yesterday. It’s been a fantastic weekend so far, but I’m not sure I’ll have a mind left to work with on Monday at this rate. Oh well, it’s only work, right?
I’ll be totally honest, this weekend has been one of those rare times where I feel like I’ve wrapped myself so deep in the story that there’s almost no world outside of it. Right at the moment, I wish I didn’t have to go to work tomorrow, because I desperately don’t want to have to climb out of Possession for that. The title is starting to feel very… apt. I don’t think I’ve ever felt this involved with my own story. I’ve felt involved in stories before, certainly, but only with other writers, stories not my own. The very idea that I’m this enthralled leaves me more than a bit breathless.
Before you wonder, no, I don’t think it’s perfect. By now, those of you not new to this blog should know me far better than that. For any new to this party, let me assure you, I’m far and away my own worst critic. There are some parts that are definitely first draft quality, in all it’s warts and roughness, and that I will certainly have to work on when I get to the editing stage (no, we are not yet taking bets on how short a time I will be able to leave this one in the draw :p). But the story itself, the whole, and the way that whole is unfolding in the act of making it concrete… Dear god, I am without words to describe it at the moment. Hmm, that’s very un-writerly of me. I need more superlatives and the confidence to use them on my own work. Anyone have some of either I can borrow, emphasis on the second part of the request?
One word of warning, when it comes time for people reading this. I think that, by the end of this, I’m going to owe Fay something far bigger than an apology for what I’m in the process of doing to her. I actually feel a little guilty, though part of that is because, due to their relationship, when I do bad things to her, Tavis catches some of it too, and I like Tavis. Okay, more than like. Totally not the point. 🙂
Okay, now that I’m done mooning over myself, my story and Tavis and Fay (and the rest), let’s get the specifics in. Yesterday was a new record for me, and I can’t quite believe that I did this, but somehow, I managed to write two chapters, 9 and 10, with a total of 7,173 words. Yes, in one day. Would you believe my brain only hurt a little? Of course, it was a puddle on the floor, so maybe I just couldn’t feel the pain. For today, not quite as much writing since Sunday is chores day for me. Chapter 11 is in the bag, with 3,657 words written for the day. I might write some more this evening, but that means starting a chapter I won’t be able to finish (and still be able to get up in the morning for work). This brings me to a total for the whole book written thus far of 44,072 words. I think I’m almost or around halfway, but I’m not even sure of that. It’ll be however long it needs, but it’s fun to watch the total shoot up.
Oh, and, in the middle of all that, Sketh showed up yesterday and whispered a secret to me before slinking off. I missed him, blades, bad attitude and all. And I had a fairly major realization on The Nine, which is actually better, since that’s pretty much what’s up next. I’ve promised myself that I will finish the trilogy at least before letting any other characters take over my brain entirely. Trust me, that’s harder than it sounds (Devan, cut that out!)
Finally, to share with you another of my photographs. I have to say, I really do appreciate the comments and support on this aspect. I find it harder to share my photography than my writing. It isn’t that I care about the photography more (There is literally nothing I care about more than writing, which explains the amount of my life I’m dedicating to it these days), but that I have far less confidence in my camera work. I’ve had friends prodding me for a few years to share my pictures, where I require almost no prodding to share my writing. Or to talk about my writing, as you just might have noticed.