I had a bit of a slow morning, writing-wise. I thought I could get the last 5k under my belt but instead I did a little over 2k and now I'm stuck at another 2k or so until I win... so, tomorrow will probably do it.
Other than slowness in general, I think I know why it's taking so long. I'm stalling. Yes, my brain is trying to keep me from finishing the book. It's too afraid, especially since I'm about to dive into the climax, and things are about to start HAPPENING.
*SCREAM*
My subconscious is worried for the characters. I am worried for the characters. I haven't freaked out this much about characters since... well, the last book I wrote, and honestly I freaked out more so for that book than for this one.
But still.
Cross yer fingers!
~Silvermist
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Monday, April 22, 2013
Monday, April 8, 2013
Day 8
Welcome back after we skipped Sunday! It's day 8 and I speed-wrote about 4,000 words this morning.
That's quite a lot, in case you were wondering.
But I breached 30,000 words! I'm so happy, but so very, very sad at the same time. See, the 30-k mark is my weakest point... it's where I have to carry the story over and get the rising action started without actually plunging into the climax too soon. (The climax comes usually at 45,000 words, but in this case I'm running for a 65,000-word goal, so it shouldn't come until 55k or later). I usually fight the Monster of Dullness throughout this time period.
Off I go to draw!
~Silvermist
That's quite a lot, in case you were wondering.
But I breached 30,000 words! I'm so happy, but so very, very sad at the same time. See, the 30-k mark is my weakest point... it's where I have to carry the story over and get the rising action started without actually plunging into the climax too soon. (The climax comes usually at 45,000 words, but in this case I'm running for a 65,000-word goal, so it shouldn't come until 55k or later). I usually fight the Monster of Dullness throughout this time period.
Off I go to draw!
~Silvermist
Friday, April 5, 2013
Day 5
Since my post yesterday was so short, I decided to make this post a bit earlier in the day.
You folks get a special treat!
An EXCERPT! *DUN DUN DUUUUN*
Here's the one I posted on my Camp NaNoWriMo page:
“C’mon Jillian ya French wimp-face!” Bailey shouted, snatching up two mugs as soon as they arrived. She whirled on the older woman and her ridiculous, concealing dress. “I’ll fight ya for that cute man over there, in the shirtsleeves with ‘is watch a’ hangin’ loose for somebody ta steal.”
Jillian seemed shocked at first, but when her eyes glanced at the young man drinking by himself – his pocket watch indeed, hanging by a gold chain – her eyes lit up. She turned back to the short woman and took the mug securely in one hand, tightening her grip around it and clinking it off Bailey’s.
“Victor gets to kiss him and take the watch,” she offered and Bailey grinned wickedly before bringing the glass to her lips.
“Ready?” asked Blaze, glancing over his shoulder at them, not really knowing what they were drinking over. “Go!”
The two tipped their heads back and quickly started downing the heavy alcohol as fast as they could, gaining the attention of all the rough-and-tumble men around them, who scooted their chairs closer with eyes shining, tongues practically hanging out of their mouths as they swatted their knees and cheered the chugging lasses on.
They went at if for almost a full twenty seconds before Jillian’s glass hit the bar a split second before Bailey’s did, both left with a frothy mark around their mouths where the beer had left it.
“I win!” Jillian cried, looking a bit tipsy already as she shoved the mug away toward the shocked bartender.
“Ya little twit!” Bailey fairly roared, wiping her lips and doting after the large-chested woman as she headed toward the lonely man, winking already. “Y’ only won ‘cause you drink wine all day over in France anyhow!”
Blaze motioned over his shoulder at them with his thumb, smiling at the bartender. “They’re my girls,” he said proudly, and the fat man behind the bar smiled wanly before turning and quietly wiping out the glasses, with nothing to say.
Except Circles.
But we don't speak of him often.
*flits away happily to do shcool*
~Silvermist
You folks get a special treat!
An EXCERPT! *DUN DUN DUUUUN*
Here's the one I posted on my Camp NaNoWriMo page:
***
“C’mon Jillian ya French wimp-face!” Bailey shouted, snatching up two mugs as soon as they arrived. She whirled on the older woman and her ridiculous, concealing dress. “I’ll fight ya for that cute man over there, in the shirtsleeves with ‘is watch a’ hangin’ loose for somebody ta steal.”
Jillian seemed shocked at first, but when her eyes glanced at the young man drinking by himself – his pocket watch indeed, hanging by a gold chain – her eyes lit up. She turned back to the short woman and took the mug securely in one hand, tightening her grip around it and clinking it off Bailey’s.
“Victor gets to kiss him and take the watch,” she offered and Bailey grinned wickedly before bringing the glass to her lips.
“Ready?” asked Blaze, glancing over his shoulder at them, not really knowing what they were drinking over. “Go!”
The two tipped their heads back and quickly started downing the heavy alcohol as fast as they could, gaining the attention of all the rough-and-tumble men around them, who scooted their chairs closer with eyes shining, tongues practically hanging out of their mouths as they swatted their knees and cheered the chugging lasses on.
They went at if for almost a full twenty seconds before Jillian’s glass hit the bar a split second before Bailey’s did, both left with a frothy mark around their mouths where the beer had left it.
“I win!” Jillian cried, looking a bit tipsy already as she shoved the mug away toward the shocked bartender.
“Ya little twit!” Bailey fairly roared, wiping her lips and doting after the large-chested woman as she headed toward the lonely man, winking already. “Y’ only won ‘cause you drink wine all day over in France anyhow!”
Blaze motioned over his shoulder at them with his thumb, smiling at the bartender. “They’re my girls,” he said proudly, and the fat man behind the bar smiled wanly before turning and quietly wiping out the glasses, with nothing to say.
***
Yaaaay! A round of cotton candy slushies for all. (On the house. Whoever they are). I love all the characters so far. They're so unique and brilliant and beautiful.Except Circles.
But we don't speak of him often.
*flits away happily to do shcool*
~Silvermist
Monday, August 13, 2012
A New Beginning (kinda)
Readers,
If you are still alive, or view this blog on any one out of fifty occasions, then thank you. For those of you who don't, please start. I'll try to make it more interesting, if that's the problem.
So, here's the deal.
I'm beginning to look into some serious publishing (so serious that I have my first rejection slip under my belt), and I'm starting to do various things around the internet that would help me to boost my "reputation" among writers. Here they are, if you're interested:
My DeviantArt account, which sports pictures of my OC's, as well as occasional blog posts of my activity, etc.: http://azedarach.deviantart.com
My Teen Ink account, which I'm sure you'll find interesting once I begin putting up more stuff. I have part of a novel, a fanfiction, some poems, and some pictures up. Please take note of this one especially, it means a lot to me: http://teenink.com/users/HauntMystic
My Twitter account, which has been largely inactive for a long time, but will hereforth be used to further my motive to tweet story-related stuff: https://twitter.com/Hauntmystic
My Pinterest account, which is waaaaaay much more fun than it sounds: http://pinterest.com/captainterch/
My alternate FaceBook account for Merry Johnson, who is the main character of my novel, The Truth, this month: http://www.facebook.com/ryka.novenden
Thank you all for reading this, if indeed you did. I look forward to updating all of these soon! (When I get back from work on Saturday... I'm gone all week. *Sob*)
~Silvermist/Azedarach/HauntMystic/CaptainTerch/Merry
...but mostly Silvermist
If you are still alive, or view this blog on any one out of fifty occasions, then thank you. For those of you who don't, please start. I'll try to make it more interesting, if that's the problem.
So, here's the deal.
I'm beginning to look into some serious publishing (so serious that I have my first rejection slip under my belt), and I'm starting to do various things around the internet that would help me to boost my "reputation" among writers. Here they are, if you're interested:
My DeviantArt account, which sports pictures of my OC's, as well as occasional blog posts of my activity, etc.: http://azedarach.deviantart.com
My Teen Ink account, which I'm sure you'll find interesting once I begin putting up more stuff. I have part of a novel, a fanfiction, some poems, and some pictures up. Please take note of this one especially, it means a lot to me: http://teenink.com/users/HauntMystic
My Twitter account, which has been largely inactive for a long time, but will hereforth be used to further my motive to tweet story-related stuff: https://twitter.com/Hauntmystic
My Pinterest account, which is waaaaaay much more fun than it sounds: http://pinterest.com/captainterch/
My alternate FaceBook account for Merry Johnson, who is the main character of my novel, The Truth, this month: http://www.facebook.com/ryka.novenden
Thank you all for reading this, if indeed you did. I look forward to updating all of these soon! (When I get back from work on Saturday... I'm gone all week. *Sob*)
~Silvermist/Azedarach/HauntMystic/CaptainTerch/Merry
...but mostly Silvermist
Tuesday, February 28, 2012
Another picture
This one is from my NaNo '11 novel, "Jinxed". The climax happened in this dungeon, and it was very intense. This picture took me over 2 hours in all, and although it's only my first try at a dungeon, I think it's pretty good.
This is Blackmist (my nemesis) and Rozar, my best friend (who you may have met).
~Silvermist
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