The past week or so has been hard, and this weekend was particularly difficult. I went to a Christmas concert, which was lovely, and I not only decorated my place, but helped my mother decorate hers. All good things. But when I wasn’t in the holiday spirit I was fighting off attacks on myself, my family, and my friends.
That, and work today was just exhausting. I’m not sure why: by all accounts it was a pretty easy day. Maybe I just need a good, long night’s sleep.
Whatever the case, I’ve been seeking (and securing) solace in the 7th Harry Potter book, as well as a very, very old interview I found with Rowling back when she still scribbled in notebooks at The Elephant Room. I only found it because I was trying to find a way to get over there (at a thousand bucks a ticket I don’t see it happening any time soon), but something about the way she talked about her writing really reassured me. One part I found particularly comforting was when she talked about her horrible fear (and resultant writer’s block) while writing her second book. Every so often I am overwhelmed with doubts…about my writing, about the strength of my story, & etc. Listening to a young, only slightly famous J.K. Rowling talking about her own writing woes really helped me get on level ground once more.
Anyway, despite all of this, I have been contentiously keeping up with my writing. Today I wrote 578 words, and scribbled down the beginning of a flight scene. The tide has turned against poor Bryn & Mer, and things are going to go quite badly for them…at least for a while.
I keep thinking that I’m nearly finished, when I probably have seventy or eighty thousand words to go! I think it feels closer for a couple of reasons: one, because I’ve already come so far, and two, because it’ll be almost non-stop twists and turns from here on out. It’s gonna be a wild ride :}
I realize that the finished product will be massive…but that’s okay, I planned for that. I’m gonna have to edit like crazy anyway, and in the past I’ve found it’s always better to have way too much than far too little. Easier to carve away at the stone than to plaster on new hands. Though I’m sure I’ll have to do that, too.
Anyway, I’m feeling fairly accomplished and in need of sustenance, so I shall bid you farewell. Until next time, faithful readers!
Working Title: Bryn & Mer: Traditor
Word Count: 126,778
Writing Mode: Curling up, prepping for Sleep Mode
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