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Good! I have succeeded!
Edited 2009-11-03 22:14 (UTC)
You will find out what it is, soon. Maybe tomorrow!
*envies your writing speed*
And what's up with the poor waterfowl on the Cherwell?
And what's up with the poor waterfowl on the Cherwell?
Thank you for your encouraging feedback!
I can't take full credit for Teresa. She's actually a secondary (or tertiary?) character from the source material, although I do happen to think that she was horribly underwritten in canon. But then, canon in general is about as subtle and nuanced as a bull-dozer, so, yeah.
I can't take full credit for Teresa. She's actually a secondary (or tertiary?) character from the source material, although I do happen to think that she was horribly underwritten in canon. But then, canon in general is about as subtle and nuanced as a bull-dozer, so, yeah.
I do _hope_ that Teresa is going to meet Sharpe himself?
Well, according to canon, she does already known him, even in the biblical sense of the word, or she wouldn't have little Antonia, my three-week-old Slayer-to-be, right now. ;)
Actually, Antonia is supposed to be my protagonist and her mother is totally sidetracking me at the moment, and the bloody thing's never going to be finished in 10,000 words. I might as well have signed up for NaNo with it. Aaaaaaaargh.
Well, according to canon, she does already known him, even in the biblical sense of the word, or she wouldn't have little Antonia, my three-week-old Slayer-to-be, right now. ;)
Actually, Antonia is supposed to be my protagonist and her mother is totally sidetracking me at the moment, and the bloody thing's never going to be finished in 10,000 words. I might as well have signed up for NaNo with it. Aaaaaaaargh.
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Ever read any Jane Duncan? She had precious little plot in most of her novels but she made publication history in the 60s when she had 6 novels accepted by Macmillan Publishers all at once. In the end she published over 20 novels (adult and children) many of them best sellers in their day.
Her novels were L O N G on characterisation though! And on painting the picture of the social mores of her time (along with social comment).
You are in good company.
Her novels were L O N G on characterisation though! And on painting the picture of the social mores of her time (along with social comment).
You are in good company.
275 words today, the first day I've written anything.
Actually that's not bad, considering I wasn't expecting to take part in Pico this year. I've got shed-loads of work to do and masses of Real Life getting in the way so I just can't commit any evenings or weekends to writing. But then I realised yesterday that I've got the best part of 20 lunch times that I won't be doing anything in. So today I took the baby laptop to work with me and wrote a bit of Traveller (chapter 15, continuing from last year).
Today's excerpt (actually the first words I wrote today) :
“I can assure you, sir, I'm not weightless,” Chris sighed. “I wish I was; I'm sure my leg would hurt less.”
“I don't actually feel weightless,” Gibbs explained. “But the fake environment that I'm seeing no longer has any reason for you not to float wherever the real world takes you.” He stopped short of voicing his feeling that the dream was learning, adapting. Demonstrating intelligence.
Actually that's not bad, considering I wasn't expecting to take part in Pico this year. I've got shed-loads of work to do and masses of Real Life getting in the way so I just can't commit any evenings or weekends to writing. But then I realised yesterday that I've got the best part of 20 lunch times that I won't be doing anything in. So today I took the baby laptop to work with me and wrote a bit of Traveller (chapter 15, continuing from last year).
Today's excerpt (actually the first words I wrote today) :
“I can assure you, sir, I'm not weightless,” Chris sighed. “I wish I was; I'm sure my leg would hurt less.”
“I don't actually feel weightless,” Gibbs explained. “But the fake environment that I'm seeing no longer has any reason for you not to float wherever the real world takes you.” He stopped short of voicing his feeling that the dream was learning, adapting. Demonstrating intelligence.
I've found that I actually have been writing more since I set a goal for myself of 200 wpd.
I think 250 in a half hour is very good!
I think 250 in a half hour is very good!
Edited 2009-11-04 00:11 (UTC)
A great idea, to do a little writing over lunch! I'm new this year, so I haven't read 'Traveller', but it sounds good to me.
You're writing a book, I take it, and you've got fifteen chapters from last year? Excellent!
You're writing a book, I take it, and you've got fifteen chapters from last year? Excellent!
Here's to lunchtimes. Good start!
Just about to go out for the evening thanks to a surprise invitation, so I won't get any more done today, but I did scribble a quick 189 words over lunch.
That makes 1574 words so far in November. (Since I didn't set a wordcount goal, it doesn't make sense to use a progress bar; instead I'll just keep track of my total count.) Already more than I wrote in the whole of October, so I'm happy.
That makes 1574 words so far in November. (Since I didn't set a wordcount goal, it doesn't make sense to use a progress bar; instead I'll just keep track of my total count.) Already more than I wrote in the whole of October, so I'm happy.
If you're not startling the geese, you're not doing it right.
I've heard it takes away creativity and sense of fun. :-(
Despite traditional avoidance behaviour like answering e mail, I did about 275 words on the story I'm supposed to be working on. I should get myself a little bar graph! Then to reward myself I did around 250 fooling around with something I've been thinking about for awhile. Something with angst.
Excerpt below, except it won't make any sense unless you're pretty familiar with MFU.
Illya looked at him in surprise. "The offer came from Waverly. Just after the New Year, he must have been thinking about it when he sent you after me. Semenov told me when I went back to Moscow that June.
Napoleon thought about it. "The old fox. We all thought it was one of Semenov's demands."
"Oh, Semenov was eager enough. He might even have brought it up if Waverly hadn't. But it started with Waverly."
"God. I wonder if Beldon knew."
"I'm not sure; he probably suspected. He invited me to dinner a couple of weeks before I left for New York."
"That must have been a bit uncomfortable."
"Dinner with Harry was always uncomfortable. But yes, this was stranger than usual. He was angry; with me a little I think, but his anger went deeper than that. He tried not to let it show, but it was there. He felt I put up too little resistance to the transfer."
Napoleon looked at Illya. "I always assumed you wanted to come. Did you?"
Illya's lips quirked. " I put up no resistance." He paused for a moment remembering again the fraught conversation and Harry's glittering eyes. "I think...I think that night he tried to recruit me."
Excerpt below, except it won't make any sense unless you're pretty familiar with MFU.
Illya looked at him in surprise. "The offer came from Waverly. Just after the New Year, he must have been thinking about it when he sent you after me. Semenov told me when I went back to Moscow that June.
Napoleon thought about it. "The old fox. We all thought it was one of Semenov's demands."
"Oh, Semenov was eager enough. He might even have brought it up if Waverly hadn't. But it started with Waverly."
"God. I wonder if Beldon knew."
"I'm not sure; he probably suspected. He invited me to dinner a couple of weeks before I left for New York."
"That must have been a bit uncomfortable."
"Dinner with Harry was always uncomfortable. But yes, this was stranger than usual. He was angry; with me a little I think, but his anger went deeper than that. He tried not to let it show, but it was there. He felt I put up too little resistance to the transfer."
Napoleon looked at Illya. "I always assumed you wanted to come. Did you?"
Illya's lips quirked. " I put up no resistance." He paused for a moment remembering again the fraught conversation and Harry's glittering eyes. "I think...I think that night he tried to recruit me."
It's weird how good it feels to see the word count creeping up!
A productive lunch--that's a great idea. I'm looking forward to hearing more about Traveller too.
I hope we get to meet the startled goose when the time comes :)
Funny how these things expand on you. But you're moving along so well right now.
I like this too. It looks like you're doing well integrating the new material with what you've already done.
"Make a grid." Yikes. I want to know more too.
"If I had a daughter.." I like a man who doesn't let reality get in the way of a good insult.
Wanna help dig? Heh:)
Tomorrow I'm going to continue on this part, so if you have an extra shovel...
Tomorrow I'm going to continue on this part, so if you have an extra shovel...
Using the lunch break for writing is a brilliant idea. Here's to many creative and productive lunches this month!
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