Well, I think I know now what my schedule would look like if I were ever able to write full time. 7:30 am to 1 am. Since I’ve done that ever day of this extra long weekend, I’m willing to go out on a limb and suggest they must be my natural working hours as a writer. I’m sure that I’ll want to do it again tonight, write until 1 am, but I really shouldn’t, since I have that day job thing to go to tomorrow. Silly day job. Maybe one day the dream will be realized and there will be no day job.
It’s been a fabulous weekend, with me already getting my unofficial goal done and still today to write with. I went into this weekend with a vague hope to write 20k, Thursday evening to end of day Monday inclusive. I hit that last night, so I’m thrilled. Saturday I wrote 5,747 words, which was a record for the draft so far. That record lasted until yesterday, when I put down another 5,828 words. 🙂 I love it when I’m on a roll. This launched me past another milestone, as you might imagine. I know I just hit 60k the other day, but now The Nine sits at 74,597 words.
That, of course, officially makes it longer than the second draft of Bound (aka first draft 2.0). Ah well, I knew that was coming. I’m entirely certain that I’ll surpass the first draft of Possession too, and by more than just a few words. I’m not sure when that will happen, but at the rate I’m going, it likely won’t take long, even with having to go back to work tomorrow and a class to teach at work on Friday. And I’m almost certain I still won’t be done by then. I might be at the climax though. I can feel the build to it now, and, when I look back, I can’t believe how far this story has come in just the almost 75k that I’ve already written. It just amazes me. Factor in the rest of the trilogy, and wow, that’s a lot of story. My brain has an OMG moment every time I consider it.
And yet, at the same time, there’s another, opposing feeling. I don’t want it to end. Crazy, but I don’t. This trilogy has been an experience in writing beyond my expectations, and I don’t want to say goodbye to any of the characters, to the world, to any of it. Yes, especially not Tavis. I’m suddenly able to understand how some series end up just going on and on until you get irritated with the writer. I’m going to restrain myself, and stick with the original plan of just this trilogy (and maybe a return visit for the stand-alone), but dear gods, how it is tempting to just stay and play.
It’s an interesting feeling and, like getting so wrapped up in my characters that I don’t notice time passing, it’s absolutely shocking for me to have this feeling of not wanting it to end with my own work. That’s something that I’ve had plenty of times with other people’s work, but with my own it’s new, and I don’t think it’s just because this trilogy contains my only finished novels to date. I couldn’t imagine not finishing these, because the story keeps drawing me along. Hell, it’s what’s responsible for writing until 1 am. One more word, just to the end of the paragraph, it whispers. Keep going, you know you want to finish this section, this chapter, it teases. I can’t help it. I think I could stop the sun more easily than I could have stopped writing these books before finishing them.
I can only pray that future projects will capture me in the same way, but I’m fairly confident that they will. I’ve learned about building what are for me (and I hope for others) compelling worlds, characters and stories with this trilogy, and already, I can hear the whispers of Necromantic, begging to be explored, for its depths to be plumbed. I think there’s many more wild rides ahead of me. I’m going to try to do a good job with them all. I hope others enjoy them as much as I do, but that’s something that will unfold with the fullness of time.
It’s been a productive weekend beyond the writing thing too, don’t get me wrong. I left the house for a while. Don’t everybody die of shock at once. I went out on Saturday, because it was sunny and fairly warm and my camera needed to feel loved. Cameras have feelings too, like laptops and characters, and you have to ensure they feel sufficiently loved. 🙂 So I was out for an hour or two (yeah, yeah, I don’t bother with watches, I prefer to live organically on the weekend), and shot over 200 picturess. As is always the case, not everything is worthy of showing, but a shocking amount of it is. I’m going to need to post more often just so I can share them all… 😀
Today’s photo is one of that batch at least. Now, while I like my pictures, I usually start picking out their flaws after a few seconds. This one kind of took my breath away for a while longer than that. I love the way it turned out, that you can even see the slight fuzz on the leaves.