Words: 6,948.
Total words: 10,038.
Reason for stopping: it's time to get ready to go out, and I haven't eaten.
Music: my Newsflesh playlist, which needs to be updated, but still mostly applies.
Lilly: in and out of the room all morning long.
So Friday night, I said 'I am going to hit ten thousand words on The Mourning Edition this weekend,' because I am sometimes a cocky little brat. And indeed, it is now late Sunday morning, and I started writing at seven AM, and I have just hit ten thousand words on The Mourning Edition. Sometimes, cockiness comes with certain undeniable rewards.
I realized after finishing what I thought was chapter one that I had, in fact, written the second half of chapter two and the first half of chapter three; it's good text, but it's not a beginning, it's a middle, and this needs to be an entirely new book. That's okay, because writing it to begin with had managed to shift me into the right mindset for a party with the Masons, and the new chapter one came just as sweet and smooth as silk. I am utterly pleased.
Assuming this book keeps true to the pattern of the first in the series, I am approximately one-seventeenth of the way through my first draft. I can basically live with that.
I love my zombies. They make it better.
August 4 2008, 05:00:27 UTC 8 years ago
Ah, zombies... as I've mentioned before, me likes the zombies. ;)