Word count: 122,113/150,000 words
Words written since Week 8: 17,069 words
And I thought the Marguerite stand-alone chapter was long. This last chapter ended up even longer, although I suspect that’s because I didn’t know exactly where I was going with it at the time. There will be blood. And by blood, I mean cuts.
As soon as I cross over this next scene, I’m in unknown territory. Before I write my novels, I like to know what the climax is going to be. Unfortunately, this one has been kind of fuzzy for me for a while, so we’re going to wing it. Yay. The control freak in me is terrified.
Last night, for the first time in a while, I wanted to write instead of watch a movie (don’t get me wrong, even if I watch a movie I still have to write the rest of my daily quota unless I want it to bleed over into the next few days). So I turned on a Buffy episode for my night break instead of a movie and went back to writing right afterward. I ended up writing the extra 2k words for this week between midnight and 2:00 this morning because it was all fresh and clean in my head and I really wanted to get it down. Those are the writing moments you savor.
Shit, meet fan. I know you’re familiar with each other by now. Starting to have a lot of fun with everyone’s misery. Don’t get me wrong, I’m also miserable with everyone’s misery, which makes for some interesting emotional combinations. By this time next week, I hope to be well into the early parts of the climax scenes. Should be a scream.