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Archive for September, 2004

ch. 39 – hmmmmm

Thursday, September 30th, 2004

On the drive into work, thought of a better way to do 39 (and part of 38). It’s a part of the book that emerged during writing, and right now it’s way to TAB A GOES INTO TAB B for my tastes. Will revise tonight.

I forgot to blog the other night when I wrote 38. Don’t go thinkin’ I wrote one chapter and part of another in one night; I surely didn’t. But I did write on chapter the night before, and half of the next last night.

But now I must attend to work.

Go me.

    blade to ice it’s

    double diamond time

    and keep your eyes on her

    on her eyes on her horizon

ch. 39 – way too late

Thursday, September 30th, 2004

It’s way too late. DIdn’t notice. But 39 is half done. I think I could finish this weekend, should I so choose.

Definitely need to do lots of rewrites. Many plot points that got missed that should be there earlier.

Sleep…zzzzz….

ch. 37 – just another blue

Tuesday, September 28th, 2004

37 is out and over half done. Outline done. Blew through 36 lickety split. Ready to collapse.

Night now!

    under the gun, gun, gun

    and I believe them all

verge

Monday, September 27th, 2004

Four days of pounding my subconscious and four days of waking nightmares, but I think I’ve finally figured out what I need to do. Oi.

I’m hoping to lay down the initial skeleton for how it’ll come about. Hopefully I’ll be able to sleep tonight without waking.

    always losing me

    in a cloud

ch. 36 – hell chapters

Monday, September 27th, 2004

Difficult children, 35 and 36.

Damn the man anyway. I need to throw my gi in the dryer and then go to bed.

    and heaven’s not enough

    if when I’m there I don’t remember you

    and heaven does enough

    you think you know it

    and it uses you

ch. 35 – won’t you please come home?

Sunday, September 26th, 2004

Reworked 35 a bit. Still trying to figure out where the story goes. I blame the villain. He’s notoriously difficult to work with.

I made sangria. ‘Twas good. But I am sleepy now, so off I went to bed.

    O Mary won’t you please come

    home?

poundcake

Saturday, September 25th, 2004

My poundcake took an hour and a half to bake. That’s a while. A good while.

Chapter 35 is sorta done. Part of me really hates doing the time-acceleration thing, but part of me doesn’t want to write another ten chapters about Myr’s life in the palace. It’d be interesting, but I think the story would lose its way if I attempted it.

I APologise fr anny typos. I need sleep.

ch. 35 – ruin my moonlight

Tuesday, September 21st, 2004

Wrote six pages tonight and so started chapter 35. Chapter after chapter of rush rush rush, and finally the characters get a break. Myr is awfully proactive for a seventeen-year-old.

Must go sleep now. Feeling a little wonky. Well, something is going around the office….

ch. 34 – in a day

Sunday, September 19th, 2004

Well, I wrote a chapter in a day. An 11 page chapter in a day. I am obviously possessed by the book.

On the bright side, the way magic is taught in Serai just opened up to me, and it really rocks. It could even be turned into a complete tabletop RPG system! Nyuk nyuk. I kid.

I could start Chapter 35 (five away from the finale!) but I need to get me some sleep. And tomorrow is a big dojo day, so I guess I’ll make up for the writing by not-writing for a day. HOLY CRAP.

I’m just terrified/amazed sometimes at how well all this stuff unfolds. Up until today I only had a very vague idea of this stuff, and now that it crystallizes it’s really amazing and explains a lot about my culture. Yikes. Brain good!

    Or after all, will I shake my

    magic 8 ball, it’s bubbling

    And the brisk walking heartbeat

    won’t tire me, it keeps me strong

    Faith was

    Cursed upon me

ch. 33 – I could almost…

Thursday, September 16th, 2004

I could almost end the book here, but there is way, way too much left to be resolved.

Anyway, chapter 33 is done and I wrote four pages in two hours. And y’know what, I need to sleep soon. :\

Probably for the best. I still gotta thrash out how 34 should start. And rename THREESCARS (the placeholder name for the Emissary’s paramour) with the name I picked out for him in my sketchbook.

Also updated my terms sheet….

Made-up languages r fun!

    i wish i could buy back

    the woman you stole