Well. I made it.
Well. I made it.
Magical number 7.
My goal is to write 2,500 words again this year, but with two kids (1 and 3) running around, time is somewhat lacking…
I feel like I’ve written myself into a corner, but I made it to 50k!
Sixth time’s a charm?
So far, I’ve done and won NaNoWri every year since 2011. Can’t stop now.
Let’s see if we can keep over the 1,667 word per day minimum again.
This time around my goal was 2500 words per day.
Last year I had a two week old; this year, I have a one year old. I’m honestly not sure yet which is more distracting!
This year, I’ve been going for 2500 words per day (I know). It’s an intense pace, but I’ve done it so far. And, if all goes well, I’ll be done before Thanksgiving. Of course, I won’t actually stop then…
Writing Excuses 10.8 writing prompt: Sketch out the events before and after your dead-drop scene from last week and three weeks ago.
What is in the packages?
Black powder mixed with something that will create lots of smoke. It’s an attack on the temple. When the packages are put into the flames (unopened, as is tradition), they will burn through and explode. As small as they are, it won’t actually cause much damage, but that’s not the point. Rather the point is to create confusion (especially with the smoke) so another agent can sneak into the temple and steal something.
Writing Excuses 10.7 writing prompt: Pick one of the dead-drop characters from the exercise two weeks ago, and turn them into a secondary character. Now take one of the characters with whom they interacted, and write the same scene again, but from this new character’s POV.
My master is not always the brightest of men.
Not in all regards, not in all things.
But he paid for my mother’s transition, when there was no pressing need that he do such a thing. So far as I can tell, he didn’t even know what he was paying for.
And for that, I shall be eternally grateful.
Writing Excuses 10.6 writing prompt: Think about the last time you lost at a game. What was the process of thought that led to your loss? Now, replicate that moment in the dramatic structure of the story, except the story isn’t about games.
The almost. The not quite. The second place.
All words to describe a feeling. A state of mind. That of not quite making it, when you knew in your heart of hearts that you should.
And what makes it even worse: it should have been me.
I should have been the one to make the run.
Writing Excuses 10.5 writing prompt: Take three different characters and walk them through a scene. Convey their emotional states, their jobs, and their hobbies without directly stating any of those. The scene in question: walking through a marketplace, and they need to do a dead-drop.
The market is not a place in which I usually find myself.
It is noisy and rife with chaos, the throngs pressing into one another all along the way.
Yet today I find myself in unusual circumstances, descending into those very same masses.