Chapters: Thirty-one.
Pages: 412.
Reason for stopping: draft one is finished.
Music: Delta Rae.
The cats: Lilly, bed; Alice, unknown; Thomas, bed.
Did somebody get the number of that truck?
Well, there you go. Draft one is done. I have edits to process, corrections to make, structural elements to adjust, and lots and lots of trimming to do—the book is currently somewhere between five and eight thousand words longer than it needs to be, the length of a short story, if you wanted to write a short story made up mostly of "just," "that," and assorted wishy-washy modifiers. But the words are on the page to be mucked about with. The first draft is finished.
I am exhausted and I feel sort of beaten, but the draft is done. Tonight, I will drink deep from the keg of victory. BRING ME THE FINEST MUFFINS AND BAGELS IN THE LAND!
Draft!
October 9 2012, 17:28:25 UTC 4 years ago
Well done - I came to your work through reading Feed, liked it so much I found your blog (and recommended it to EVERYONE), and am now preparing to dive into your other books. I like that you mentioned how writing as Mira Grant allows you to manage reader expectations - I'm not normally a fan of urban fantasy (I've been burned before) but I liked Feed so much that I'm happy to take the chance.
Maaaaaaaaaaybe after the dissertation though. As a reward :)
October 12 2012, 15:13:01 UTC 4 years ago
And remember, the first three of my urban fantasy novels were written BEFORE Feed, so they're comparatively rougher.