On the first day of NaNo, my muses gave to me...
Listening: Coda - God is an Astronaut
I declare the first two hours of NaNo a raging success. Hallowe'en candy for all!
Things are coming along swimmingly. Chapter One is done, and so far I've become quite attached to Huang Fang, who I've now identified as being bitingly witty, slightly neurotic, and a raging alcoholic, with a fondness for Sinatra and lingerie. I stayed up 'til 2 a.m. with a cup of tea and some serious tunage, and pounded out the entirety of Chapter One. I got over 2500 words down without even trying, so I consider myself accomplished. I've been poking and prodding at my little sleeping beast all day, so I figure I'm somewhere up around 4000 words now. With any luck, I'll be finished Chapter Two tonight, and hopefully be closer to about 6k.
On to the good news/bad news.
Bad news: the backstory/plot that I had been operating with has been effectively ripped to shreds by my all-too-astute friend and colleague, Cole a.k.a. Pharaoh a.k.a. The Yellow Dart.
Good news: through her built-in Bullshit Detector, Cole has effectively found each and every one of my gaping plot holes, torn them wide open, and forced me to change my plot to accomodate them until it was so solid it could take on Hulk Hogan.
The end result: this may actually be a good story in the end.
Bring it on, November. I'll rock you upside and down, just you watch me.
Icarus doesn't have the same fondness for good gin that Fang seems to have
I declare the first two hours of NaNo a raging success. Hallowe'en candy for all!
Things are coming along swimmingly. Chapter One is done, and so far I've become quite attached to Huang Fang, who I've now identified as being bitingly witty, slightly neurotic, and a raging alcoholic, with a fondness for Sinatra and lingerie. I stayed up 'til 2 a.m. with a cup of tea and some serious tunage, and pounded out the entirety of Chapter One. I got over 2500 words down without even trying, so I consider myself accomplished. I've been poking and prodding at my little sleeping beast all day, so I figure I'm somewhere up around 4000 words now. With any luck, I'll be finished Chapter Two tonight, and hopefully be closer to about 6k.
On to the good news/bad news.
Bad news: the backstory/plot that I had been operating with has been effectively ripped to shreds by my all-too-astute friend and colleague, Cole a.k.a. Pharaoh a.k.a. The Yellow Dart.
Good news: through her built-in Bullshit Detector, Cole has effectively found each and every one of my gaping plot holes, torn them wide open, and forced me to change my plot to accomodate them until it was so solid it could take on Hulk Hogan.
The end result: this may actually be a good story in the end.
Bring it on, November. I'll rock you upside and down, just you watch me.
Icarus doesn't have the same fondness for good gin that Fang seems to have
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