ecstaticTotal words: 100,239.
Estimated to go: 24,761.
Reason for stopping: end of chapter eighteen; hit 100,000 words.
Music: the Midnight Blue-Light Special playlist, oddly enough.
Lilly and Alice: cat tree and bed, respectively.
In case you ever wondered, jumping around punching the air and whooping is a much better idea when you're not recovering from a nasty head cold which has turned into a chest cold (complete with horrifyingly unpleasant-sounding cough). I sound like death under normal circumstances right now, and the circumstances following sudden calisthenics were...unusual. On the plus side, I didn't die, and the cats have calmed down, although things were a little touchy here for a few minutes, on account of my choking and their freaking out.
So I am now 100,000 words into Deadline, and have hit the point where it's about to become all boom, all the time. I have some plans in the next week (movies on Friday, the Burns Supper on Saturday), but I expect that by this time in two weeks, I'll be done with the first draft. I'm on-target for my end-of-January goal. That gives me five months, maximum, to go through revisions and redrafts before my editor would really, really like to see proof that I actually wrote a book, rather than, I don't know, going to Disneyworld for the year. And then, Deadline, the book where I put paid to everything. Everything.
This has been exhilarating and terrifying and amazing and a whole bunch of other things. This is my first trilogy, for all that we sold three Toby books in the first contract; it's the first set of stories that are really just all steps along the road to the same story, pieces of a greater whole, and I couldn't be more excited.
Alive or dead, the truth won't rest. When will you rise?
January 19 2010, 03:03:45 UTC 7 years ago
January 19 2010, 05:06:23 UTC 7 years ago
Feed has my mother's seal of approval. I'm not sure how I feel about this.
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Saying it from the reader’s point of view: Yays @ more great books!
I hope the cats aren’t too traumatized. They might end up all weirded out now. But then again cats *are* weird. That’s why I love them. >^.^<
January 19 2010, 15:48:22 UTC 7 years ago
January 19 2010, 17:28:01 UTC 7 years ago
I hope you get lots better soon. Writing about the plague does not necessarily need to be accompanied by having the plague.
*lots of kleenex and other Seanan-repairing things*