This Sleep of Death

Blah, back in DC. I can't believe how much I miss Maine already...or how unhappy I am to be back. At least my sketchy new job pushed back my start date by a week, so I got to mope at home rather than doing it at the office.

Anyway, I've kept up with my writing very well, in spite of my extended vacation. I missed Friday, but had such a buffer that it was covered anyway. Besides, I was freaking out about fitting everything in before I left...which I didn't. Didn't see my friends' house (sorry, Vincent & Isa!), and didn't see an old family friend I'd wanted to catch up with (sorry, Tammy!). Next time, I guess. Or maybe I'll just move home...

Today was a tough writing day, but I got out a good 741 words. It was all dullish linking material, so I'm hoping tomorrow's stuff will be easier. I need to do a little more detailed plotting...I've got everything plotted (I think...) except for this part. Painful.

Bryn & Mer are in a safe house at the moment, and she's convinced herself that he's a spy who has stolen government secrets. To be fair, she's not far off: he's a rebel who stole a prototype from the government. She has it in her head that he's evil, though, so I have a few things to work out. First, what happens next to keep her in the thick of things with Bryn? Then, how does she steal the chip Bryn took from the government (in a foolhardy attempt to return it), and how does he catch her? Where do they go from there, and how does Bryn begin to win her trust?

Bah, that's a lot to worry about--but not today! Now I must go pick up poor, evil Draco and then go visit with my mum (yay!). Maybe a visit with her will lift my spirits.

Ta for now!

Working Title: Bryn & Mer: Nosce Te Ipsum

Word Count: 36,114

Writing Mode: Teeth-pullingly painful

Consanguineous

Just a quick post this morning to update you on my writing progress: 1,105 words this morning for a total of 34,641 overall!!!

Wahooo!!!

Anyway, the fam is discussing genealogy (hence the title of this post--also my favorite word!), so I'd better jet!

Audi!

Working Title: Bryn & Mer: Nosce Te Ipsum

Word Count: 34,641

Writing Mode: Decaf ;{

I must go down to the seas again...to the lonely sea and sky.......

Wow, crazy few days. Got NO writing done all weekend...thank god for my buffer and for weekend amnesty! Also didn't do any writing yesterday (except for maybe 30 words last night before passing out at the screen. That's ok, I made up for it today: 1,341 words!

I'm writing this blog quickly for two reasons: 1, my compy is about to die, and 2, we're about to go to the beach! I need to get into my suit. And also eat something more nourishing than the strawberry-rhubarb pie (with ice cream) that I just devoured.

Anyway, audi for now!

Working Title: Bryn & Mer: Nosce Te Ipsum
Word Count: 33,532
Writing Mode: Reinvigorated

Just Keep Swimming...

639 words today! And I've been more than keeping up with my 500 per day...the other day I wrote 1,700! I also buggered through employment paperwork and sent a very nasty email to netflix.

I'm at an interesting part of my story...Bryn & Mer have met, faced some danger, escaped, and now are holed up in a safehouse. Mer has yet to find out what's really going on...but she's about to scratch the surface. Barely. But enough to scare her...

Anyway, my dad just sent me another job...better get to applying. Peace out, buttercups!


Working Title: Bryn & Mer: Nosce Te Ipsum
Word Count: 32,081
Writing Mode: Successful...and distracted by my three arguing cousins. Oh my...

Making Up For Lost Time

So I'm keeping up with my 500 words per day--so far! I have a bit of a buffer, but I'm trying not to rely on it. Yesterday was my first day here in Maine, so I hung with family, staying up talking 'till past 1am. I then went downstairs, got settled in my room, and typed exactly 360 words before passing out. Fail.

Today I got an early start, writing 1,079 words before going upstairs to be social. That's the remaining 140 I owed from yesterday, plus 939 for today! Win!

Anyway, must continue to be social with the fam--my cousin is trying to convince me to come to Zumba with her tomorrow. In the morning. On my vacation.

Double-fail.

Audi!


Working Title: Bryn & Mer: Nosce Te Ipsum
Word Count: 29,626
Writing Mode: Little engine that could

The One Month Problem

1,682! Not a bad start to my writing today! I now need to get dressed, muck about with the dogs a bit, go grab my cat, take him to the vet to be boarded (I leave for vacation on Monday and am dogsitting until then), and then return to do the evening feeding rituals with everyone here at my mum's house. I've gotten through a violent, scary bit of writing, and now am going to be focusing on Bryn & Mer's relationship, and Mer's introduction to the rebellion. Damn it. Why do I always think Star Wars when I hear the word 'rebellion?' Damn I am a nerd!

Anyway, as the title of this post implies, I have a bit of a problem. Mum, if you're reading: NO, I'm not pregnant. This problem has, appropriately, to do with writing. I came up with a super fun idea for a script yesterday, and I can't seem to get it out of my head. I kind of want to start work on it...with a good deal of focus, it'd probably only take a month or so to write.

But that's the issue. Any time I spend on this script would be time taken away from my book. If I gave it the attention it needs to be finished quickly, I'd have to neglect my book (and this blog!) entirely. However, if I don't work on the script I may forget about it, or at least lose my enthusiasm. It is a quandary!

I think what I'm going to do is write a decent amount for my story every day (trying to still get those 500 words, in spite of vacation and a new job. I'm going to have to store up as much of a buffer as I can...), and then if I have any time or energy left, devoting it to the script. And it can wait...I just am super excited about it at the moment. Sigh.

Anyway, I'd much rather have too much inspiration than none at all, so yay for that! I must now depart or I'll never get anything done today...other than writing. Bye for now!


Working Title: Bryn & Mer: Nosce Te Ipsum
Word Count: 28,174
Writing Mode: Inspired!

I Had A Very Clever Name For This Post, But Now I Can't Remember It

Man, I am worn out. I've spent the last week packing up my office, training my boss' s kid as a replacement, dealing with the cats, and rushing around trying to prep for two big interviews. I have one job, and now am waiting to hear back from another. Hopefully I'll get it, but who knows.

It was surprisingly difficult to leave my job today. I've hated the job for a long time, and have had more issues than I can count within the last year...but I've been with the company for nearly 5 years (it'd be 5 years in August), and had real trouble saying good bye after that stretch of time.

Besides, the past month or two have been pretty good. In fact, they've been wonderful. My boss has been in a great mood, he's been buying us coffee and being super nice, and work has been incredibly slow. I probably would never have gotten so far along in my book if it hadn't. I've passed time with my co-worker shooting our nerf gun at everything and everyone (including my framed poster of Indiana Jones, mini-helicopters, and each other). I've had an office, gotten to know our clients, and finished my Master's.

Don't get me wrong, some of the time (most of the time) it was a terrible job. But when times were good they were very good, and it'll be hard to leave my funny co-worker, my often-jerky but deep-down nice boss, and the funny lawyers with whom we shared space to go sit in a cubicle, processing files, just another cog in a too-big machine.

Maybe it won't be like that. After all, I have an offer in from one job and I'm hoping for an offer in from another...I'll have to look at the work environments for both. Hopefully one is more personal.

Anyway, I'm rambling. I'm so exhausted that, for the past hour, I've been passing out at the screen. I didn't get to write at work at all today, so after our company dinner for my going-away I came home, pottied the dogs, fed the dogs & cats, walked one of the dogs, took some painkillers for my migraine, and began to write. I managed 596 words, each one of them hard-won. Friday I did 683. I'll have to try to pick it up this weekend...I'm terrified that I won't get anything done in Maine, and that there just won't be time to work on this in my new job. What I need is to apply for a fellowship that'll just let me finish this piece. Blah.

Until that comes through, however, I'll just keep plugging away. Hopefully I'll keep up my 500 per day while I'm on my two-week vacation (I leave Monday!), and will be able to jot down a bit every day at work.

Wish me luck!


Working Title: Bryn & Mer: Nosce Te Ipsum
Word Count: 26,491
Writing Mode: Fatigued & nostalgic