Here endeth
… my good intentions probably. Yes, I’d done so well with the daily word count, and enjoyed all of it for a change instead of sitting there glaring at the counter in the lower left corner (remain unsure if I appreciate that Word feature), only to ditch it for the day yesterday while visitors were around. And now, the stormy warmth is luring me toward the bookshelf followed by a flomp upon the red velvet couch. Maybe another Linda Howard classic. Or check in with Jaz Parks.
discombobulicious
… or the sense you get between bouncing. The high today is due to having the daily wordcount done by lunch; the low is because it’s the other novel, and not just the other novel but the other one. Do I keep going? Yes. Of course.
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knot one, find two
… loose ends that is. It’s amazing that you can use all the daily word count (grrr!) filling in the gaps, crossing mental fingers that in doing so, you’ll find the thread that reveals the end … at last. I’m way over time and length on this one, almost out of patience too, but I Am Persisting. And persistent. My reward yesterday was the blinding realisation that Chapter Seven is all about Bonnie Tyler’s “Total Eclipse of the Heart” even to the point that the weather joined in. Now to get the song out of my head, along with the next lot of words.
Trousseau, word count = 70 080
what’s with all the screaming?
The NaNoWriMo playlist is sneaking up on me, as is the start date – argh! I’d hoped for at least 2 weeks clear but doesn’t look like Trousseau will let me go for a few more days. Doing back to back novels should be interesting. The NaNo project? A bit of space opera fun, mingling sci fi and Regency to bring the Secret Lives of Librarians (SLOL) to life. To that end:
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loot, 09
Ah, the annual book fair. Sunny morning with a breath of chill because it’s early no matter what daylight saving thinks, and I like going into the old hall up by the primary school. I could do without the helpful people running the show crowding the already narrow aisles with offers of boxes, though. Book people bring bags and/or are not shy about asking for boxes. Pop fiction was down this year, no surprise, making me even happier with what I got:
Hot Night – Shannon McKenna. In lovely condition
overlap
I’ve become fond of Etsy. Not surprisingly, so have the characters. Erica, the bibliophile in Illume, insisted I have her favourite tshirt but in olive green instead of blue because we wouldn’t want to be twins. We fell in love with the design because it’s so Mr Froggy Went A Courtin’…
The Hunt
And it arrived today! Prettily wrapped, which is another reason to love purchasing via Etsy because the attention to detail is nice, and in time to show off on Saturday. Thank you Circular Accessories.
really? really
Regaining interest now that the end is hazily in sight. Some of that might be due to sniffing nail polish remover to determine how I can describe its smell… then noticing the warning on the back of the bottle not to inhale the vapours. The researcher’s path is a perilous one.
On a different note, J’Sef of the Illume vampires has requested “Children of the Revolution” be added to his playlist. He’s an interesting one.
Trousseau, word count = 53 515
on the shore, waving
You may have the day off.
Seems like a good idea considering it’s almost 6pm and I’ve opened the file, looked at the file, wandered away… shiny thing? Pretty shiny thing? Here, preeety shinieeees. I could excuse myself by mentioning my internal soundtrack is stuck on Empire of the Sun, great favourite of the Parisian vampires from Illume and I’m considering the edits required to get that book into shape. Or NaNo looms and my buddies are starting to babble about their new plots and I wanna play. Or the lack of words is because I’m sulking I didn’t play on the swings like the guy who was technically out walking his dogs… I can do that tomorrow, too!
Trousseau, word count – 51 042
