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So I stopped up the house today and somehow we ended up on the topic of Heroine Addiction, and my mom said it was very good but "I did find a few errors, though."

At which point she mentioned this:

That's not actually an error. Honest. )

I really am the sort of weirdo who checks that kind of stuff, although to be fair any other mistakes are ... well, probably mistakes.
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In the sense that this is actually in my Camp NaNo project, aaaaaand Everett and Morris are goofballs. )

Also, before I pictured Morris speaking to someone in this book and casually referring to Vera as his stepdaughter, and I couldn't stop for long enough to figure out whether or not it was in character because I was too busy making "awwwwwwww" sounds.

(To be fair, it's not like I'm marrying them off in the book or anything, and Morris would be the first one to acknowledge that if Vera heard him call her that she'd tip a pot of tea over his head. Still. AWWWW. Hee.)
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I didn't do my GYWO count for March because, uh, I'm a terrible person. But here is my attempt to get some idea of where I'm at in regards to my 2010 word count.

In which I attempt to do basic math. )

Well, I've definitely got a bunch more to go, but Big Bang put a nice old dent in my deficit. That's 25961 words in ... well, technically the last two months, since it's since the last time I tallied for GYWO, but the vast majority of that was in the last week and a half.
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I've been working on Heroine Addiction tonight, because I can edit and watch TV all at the same time. :D

Anyway, my current draft of HA is 412 pages, double-spaced in 12-pt print. My goal is to get as many pages as possible done by the weekend, since I'm going to spend the entire weekend working on my [livejournal.com profile] apocalyptothon assignment and Big Bang. So, yes.

Heroine Addiction:

21 / 412

Hopefully I can finish page 22 before work in a few short hours, since that'll get me to chapter two and I'll be even.
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Heroine Addiction:

90140 / 100000

So what I've spent the past week working on is trimming the fat by tossing out excessive scenes, narrowing the timeline down from a week to two or three days, and shuffling a few scenes. The new word count is something like twenty-five thousand words shorter than it started out, but that's with it being completely unedited to fix any of the details. I've gone at it with a machete, now it's time to go at it with a scalpel.

You know what that means. After I come back from Public Drunkenness Day, I get to attempt to get my crappy printer to spit out another editing draft of Heroine Addiction this weekend without having the electronic equivalent of a stroke.
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So what have I been doing today? Well, mostly I did this.

Heroine Addiction:

101016 / 100000

Those of you who've been paying attention will notice that's something like 14,000 words shorter than it was this morning. Which is what happens when you shit-can six whole chapters.

Oh, and also I took an entire action sequence and moved it earlier in the action, like, twenty chapters. Ooo, ooo, and there's bunches of other stuff still to get trashed or moved around.


As for my other stuff ... eh, as it comes, so it comes. :D
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What I have at this particular moment, the Heroine Addiction edition:

-- Ten more chapters to go over with a red pen. (Which I should in theory be able to finish tomorrow.)
-- One checklist almost an entire page long in 8-pt Courier of content tweaks I still have to make.
-- An anal-retentive need to get some more of the pressboard report covers I like and can never find around here before I finish this draft, since they're the only manuscript covers I like. (Dude, it costs fifteen bucks to order those stupid things from Staples. You can throw a few into a business sized envelope and mail them through the normal post for, like, TWO bucks.)
-- Another even more involved edit of an entirely different story coming up right after I finish with this one.

... no, seriously, kill me now.



Dec. 3rd, 2009 09:07 pm
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It's probably wrong that I'm just happy I broke halfway through my [livejournal.com profile] getyourwordsout pledge, right?

Word meters ahoy! )

The bad:

1. There's no way in hell I'm going to get my GYWO pledge for this year, but then again I already knew that.
2. I didn't win NaNo even if you just add up everything I wrote last month.
3. I probably won't be writing a lot of new stuff this month anyway, since I'll be editing.

The good:

1. I finished Heroine Addiction, didn't I? \o/
2. That means that I have two first drafts to edit, but I want to have them done before I start writing whatever I'm writing next.
3. ... because I'm pledging again with GYWO for next year. Er, heh. :D

That said, I'm definitely not trying for the Difficult level. I'm probably going to pledge for 200k this time around. I think my problem all boils down to the fact that when I'm working, all I want to do is go home and write, and when I'm not working I get horrendous writer's block. I spent two-thirds of this year unemployed. You do the math.

The plus side of having a full-time job again is that I'm being reminded of sitting at work bouncing in my seat wanting to race home and write. There's also the added advantage that being at work -- where I can't access the internet or be distracted by emails and don't have an MP3 player to listen -- means I've been writing stuff out in notebooks or, as I've been doing the past few days, taking a red pen to a first draft. It's the perfect environment for it.

I have an hour or so before I'm going to bed -- I want to hit the grocery store before work, which means getting up a bit earlier than I'm used to -- so the plan after I'm done writing this up is to see how much of the Heroine Addiction edits I can get in the file before bedtime. Time to pop on an Air Crash Investigation episode and buckle down, I guess. :)
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Heroine Addiction:

110843 / 110000

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Heroine Addiction:

105060 / 110000

I'm too damn close to the end to go to bed until I finish the whole damn thing. I don't care if I have to pull an all-nighter, this shit's getting done TONIGHT.

Let me tell you guys, I better get a fucking pony out of this, that's all I've got to say.

(Actually, I'd settle for being able to spend the entire day on the couch tomorrow eating Chinese food and watching Iron Man. Either, or.)
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Heroine Addiction:

100003 / 110000

I was going to try to get those damn four chapters done today, but my mom hauling me off to get my picture taken with deer derailed me right out of that mindset.

I did, however, get the first few sentences and last sentences of each chapter done, so I can take them with me to work this week and work on them while I'm there. I'll also have my editing copy of the rest of the book with me, so I'll have no excuses on that front either.
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Heroine Addiction:

95424 / 100000

Chapters done:

I'm up to something like 14k this month, although that's split between this and NaNo. I'm giving myself a break and then I'm going to try and pound out some more words on this. If I'm going to start work on Monday, I want to start it carrying around an editing draft of Heroine Addiction.
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ONTD_P is entirely too distracting when stuff's getting voted on. So much for the chapters I was supposed to get done yesterday. *sigh*

Okay, for my own reference ...

Heroine Addiction:

92727 / 100000

I still have six chapters to get done today. I want to get at least two out of the way, because one's about three-quarters of the way done and I don't see the other being too long, but I'll just be happy to get any done, considering how distracted I got yesterday by Palin trolls and live posts. *glares at ONTD_P*

This Way To The Egress:

5468 / 50000

Which, obviously, I'm behind on in terms of NaNo word count. The thing I'm counting on is that it does flow very easily once I start writing, and that I've got a bunch of ideas of where to go and what to write. (If anyone's wondering what the plot is, for all intents and purposes, I'm raiding my life for experiences and rewriting them as if I were a fictional character with a medical condition that regularly and briefly gives me different magical and superhuman abilities. So basically a Mary Sue with a horrible temper who spontaneously turns into a vampire. Or gets superhearing. Or becomes telepathic for a week. Craaaaaaack. :D)

But right now the plan is to get Heroine Addiction done first and out of the way before I focus on Egress, because I'm thiiiiiiiis close to the end.

EDIT: Oh, and my representative was one of the Democrats who voted for the bullshit Stupak amendment. I immediately emailed him after the list of who voted appeared on the House website and told him that while I understand he may have voted it in in an attempt to get the health care bill voted in with the hope that it gets tossed later by the Senate, I cannot in good conscience vote for someone who thinks that I don't deserve to get a perfectly legal medical procedure and so he has lost me as a supporter, regardless of how supportive he may be of the public option. Smooth move, jackass.
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... how much I've written this month altogether.

Heroine Addiction:

91711 / 100000

Untitled big silly gay romance:

734 / 100000

This Way To The Egress:

4821 / 50000

Which comes to 9241 words. If it were all in one story, I'd have my NaNo quota right now.

Oh, and I only have six more chapters of Heroine Addiction to go. I just have to, you know, sit down and knock them out. And then this way I can focus on Egress.
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... it's right here. I never have a problem with it going down, and it's cute and tiny just the way I like it. :)

My plans for today involve three chapters of Heroine Addiction for the agent-shaped person and 3200 words of This Way To The Egress for NaNo. (I've had that title lying around for ages but haven't had anything to use it for where it worked, but when I started writing yesterday I was like, "That ... actually kinda works this time. Huh.") I'm going to sprain something trying to get that much written, honest to God.

I already have something like 4000 words written for this month. It's a little ridiculous, because there's been some months this year where I didn't write that much. Heh.

A few links:

-- "Dad let me upload this. :D" This is fantastic. So there's this kid, Elliott. He's fourteen. He's been out for two years. He decided he wanted to go out for Halloween as Lady Gaga. So his mom did his makeup and per her, "His father accompanied him [to West Hollywood], dressed as his body guard. Elliott drew a crowd as he lip-synched and danced to Lady Gaga's music. He was ecstatic."

Dear bigoted fuckwits: THIS is why you're destined to lose.

-- Cake Wrecks displays some really great Twilight cakes. Yes, Twilight cakes. They're actually very nicely done.

-- It's a cookbook, or something: 14 types of Twilight Zone endings: It's pretty neat to see them boiled down like that.

-- The 6 Best Towns To Live in (If You Have a Death Wish)
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Heroine Addiction:

90270 / 100000

Chapters done:

Only seven more to go, woohoo!

NaNoWriMo total:

410 / 50000

I'd work on it more tonight, but I have such a pounding headache I'm only going to drive myself nuts, so it's off to bed with me.
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Heroine Addiction:

67213 / 100000

YTD [livejournal.com profile] getyourwordsout count:

111849 / 300000


So, yeah. I'm having a tough time writing on this laptop mostly because I'm terrified I'll get halfway through something really good and the laptop will just shut down, and when I'm at work I've been so wired lately that I've been using it as an excuse to take a breather from everything and wind down watching episodes of stuff I haven't caught up on. (It turns out I can get away with watching Band of Brothers, Generation Kill, and the True Blood episodes that are still on this computer if I just keep the volume at the right level. No one's behind me most of the time to see, anyway.)

The good news is that my unemployment is FINALLY in my checking account, so I can stop worrying about it getting in there, put some gas in my car, go to the damn cafe later, and RELAX.


Sep. 27th, 2009 07:24 pm
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For my own personal benefit, my year-to-date [livejournal.com profile] getyourwordsout count before the computer went kerflooey:

109709 / 300000

My current Heroine Addiction count:

64073 / 100000

Aaaaaaaaaand now I'm trapped under the cat.
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Heroine Addiction:

Ah, that's much better.

I think I've managed to skim it down by enough chapters, although I may be able to cram another couple of chapters together as well. I still have to finish chapter twenty-eight, but once that's done, that's one less one to worry about.

I got a lot more plotted out today, though, so that's good. Of course, the next step is getting my butt home, sitting down at the computer, and writing as much as I can get out before tonight, when it appears there is absolutely nothing on that I want to watch. (I went to bed ridiculously early last night as part of Mental Health Day and ended up missing both Gossip Girl and the last America's Got Talent performance show. From TwoP's AGT forum, I got the impression I didn't miss much on that last count. *sigh*)
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Heroine Addiction:

66149 / 100000

I was supposed to get here how many days ago? *sigh*

That said, I plan on printing out the bits and pieces I've got of the last however many chapters I have to finish and doing what I normally do, which is tape the bits into a notebook and fill in the blanks where I don't have anything written yet. I do have an outline, it's just really basic. and the pace up until now has been ... well, not slow, just ... not faster, I guess.

I kinda want to take out The Grand Prize Winner tomorrow and bang it with a stick to see what falls out. I haven't touched it in a while and it feels bad knowing I've got a perfectly acceptable first draft on my computer and I haven't gotten past chapter six in the editing process yet. (Maybe seven? Close enough.)

I still have to figure out what I want to do for NaNo. I'm so TORN. I have a metric fuckload of ideas -- that's one thing that never goes away regardless of any writers block: my ability to brainstorm new story ideas -- but nothing really pops at me and says, "I could easily give you 50,000 words in a month." They're all clamoring to be written, they're just not clamoring to be written quickly.

That first line from the other day is still begging for an actual plot. Urgh. What's typical YA novel word count length again? I'm either going to turn that first line into a YA novel or get back to The Hollow Girl (also YA) or both.
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Boosted from a few people on ye olde friends list:

How many times has someone on your friends list posted about something and you were really confused, but you didn't want to ask because you knew you SHOULD know? How many times have you felt guilty asking a close LJ friend a question that should be obvious?

Well, here's your chance.

If you've missed a few things, missed an entry and are confused, ask me anything. Even something EXTREMELY basic, like where I live! I'm not allowed to get even slightly irritated at any of the questions - we've all missed things before.

I'll answer 'em in the morning. :)


Heroine Addiction:

64662 / 100000

I know I planned on being further ahead by tonight, but on Tuesday I stalled a bit on the chapter I'm working on right now -- not from writer's block, but it's a bit actiony, SO ... -- and I didn't get much done today thanks to driving back and forth to the vets and the primetime lineup from HELL. Nights like this, I'd KILL for a TiVo.

I'm good right now, though. Would I like to be further ahead? Sure. Can I do better tomorrow? Definitely. I got over the hump in the chapter that I was having trouble with, and the only tweaks I need to make with it are extremely minor. If I don't spot them in the reread, I'm sure the agent-shaped person will pick them up. ;)

Also, the next chapter is one I've gotten all of the dialogue written for. It's short and talky, so I can pound that out, and then the next one is another actiony-sneaky one.

Oh, and I write that opening sentence I really liked. No idea what I'll do with it but I'll figure out something.


A few random things:

-- I think I saw a guy I graduated with when I ran to Dollar General today. This tall guy with a shaved head held the door open for me, and it was only after I got in my car that I thought, "Hey, I think that was Tim." That's the second guy I went to high school with I've run into there. Huh.

-- I picked up one of the cats from the vet today after he got neutered, and the vet warned me he was really doped up. I thought she meant sleepy, but no, she meant numb from the waist down. He could walk, but when I let him out of the carrier at my parents' house, it was sort of a cross between drunk, dizzy, kicked in the groin, and approved by the Ministry of Silly Walks.

Also, my mom agreed with me that you don't really notice how big they are until they're not there anymore.

-- I still have the first disc of True Blood from Netflix to watch tomorrow. I should get on that.
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Heroine Adddiction:

62544 / 100000

Chapters finished:

I have about two thousand words to go before I'd consider myself done for the day, unless I want to keep going, of course. I have, however, found a way to encourage myself to write -- Mystery Science Theater 3000 episodes. Apparently there are a bunch of them on YouTube, and since they're the only reliable place I've found to watch them that won't load me up with spyware, require me to wait for the DVDs, or expect me to download the episodes onto my netbook, which barely has any room for the things that are already on it, YouTube it is!

Also, today I've learned that the only reason my cat will sit on my lap is because the electric blanket is there. It doesn't even have to be turned on. He just likes the fuzziness of it. (It's chilly today. Stupid Labor Day. *pouts*)

Goddamn it.

Sep. 7th, 2009 01:14 am
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Year-to-date [livejournal.com profile] getyourwordsout total:

105209 / 300000

That's a grand total of 4,865 words in August.

Fuck it, I'm going to bed. Maybe when I wake up my brain will work right again.

(On the bright side, I've gotten almost half of that written already for this month. The downside is that if I want to win GYWO -- not that I expect to or have for quite some time -- I've got forty-five thousand words to go this month. That's two thousand words a day. And NaNo until the end of the year. *headdesk*)
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The theory is that we get along a lot better when none of us live in the same house, city, state, galaxy, and possibly dimension of reality as one another, and by God, we're going to keep living apart and not speaking to one another until that theory pans out.


I'm going to crack 60k and/or finish a chapter by the end of the night if it kills me. And it probably will, considering the current daily average of my word output. I'll probably sprain something trying to squeeze out a thousand words by the end of the night.
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Heroine Addiction:

59414 / 100000

All right, this thing where I write but only in dribs and drabs here and there is making me want to hit the book with sticks. Work with me here, story! When we get finished, you can have pie. Mmmm, pie.
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Heroine Addiction:

58963 / 100000

Is it bad that I get more done if I skim retro clothing sites for dresses I think are sexy as hell, put Vera in them, and send her on her merry way to see what happens? 'Cause, yeah, I'm currently having a lot more fun dressing her up like Pin-Up Barbie and letting her loose to push people around.
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And I'd write it right now, except I've got a headache and need to stop staring at computer screens.

Heroine Addiction:

58105 / 100000

I really need to stop being inspired and/or energized to write the most at night during primetime. Ugh.
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Heroine Addiction:

57133 / 100000

I'm getting there. I'm taking forever to get there, but still.
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Heroine Addiction:

56268 / 100000

The squirrel approves. Hmph.

EDIT: I should add that no matter how big a loser I might be for going to bed at 10 on a weekend, my brother turned his 32-inch flatscreen TV into a computer monitor because the only thing he cares about is playing WoW so, really, I win.
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Heroine Addiction:

55180 / 100000

The Grand Prize Winner:

120195 / 100000

Fic (\o/):

3381 / 3500

July word count:

9948 / 25000

Year-to-date [livejournal.com profile] getyourwordsout count:

100344 / 300000

WOOHOO! I know I'm way behind where I should be with [livejournal.com profile] getyourwordsout but I'm really just thrilled to have cracked 100k. Even if I just keep going at this rate, I'll get 200k by the end of the year, which would make me ecstatic even if I don't hit my [livejournal.com profile] getyourwordsout pledge.

Oh, and I'm counting yesterday's fic to last month simply because the majority of it save the last section were written in July, so screw it. :D

My goal for today is to try and get the finished chapters of Heroine Addiction edited and out of the way so that I can get back to writing it. Then there's editing more Grand Prize Winner chapters to do and comments to respond to and other novels I want to look over and assess. I still have to go over that writer's guide for the Regency story and take notes and things. Ugh, I wish I would get a callback for a job already so I can stop feeling like I'm delusional for putting so much time into my writing. Le sigh.
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Uh, there is none?

The creative part of my brain feels like a desert right now. Just completely barren. Absolutely nothing's been flowing lately. Consider my brain a wasteland. *headdesk*

Part of the reason I really hope that I get the warehouse job is that between the pay and the regular employment I think it'll do me a world of good in regards to my writing. Not having to worry about paying my bills or the fact that I've been making up excuses to get out of my house at this point -- I practically tripped over myself taking my parents up on their offer to go visit family in Massachusetts with them last weekend -- would be a nice change of pace. I can't believe I miss my last job a little at this point, if only because I had more social interaction and plenty of work time by myself to brainstorm, both of which helped my creativity immensely.

I tend to inadvertently tie a lot of my self-esteem into my writing, since it's the one thing I feel like I do well with any consistency, so when I'm not writing it makes me feel like shit, and that just makes things worse. The problem of putting it front and center is that I end up taking a lot of pride in people liking my stuff even though I pretty much completely shut down when people throw compliments my way and turn into the painfully shy geek I was in high school who can barely get a thankful word out even over the internet, and then when I slip into a dry spell I feel like nobody wants to be anywhere near me because, hey, who wants to waste time with her when she's not even that interesting without a pen in her hand?

Hence, longer dry spell. *sigh*

Currently, I'm struggling to squeeze out words on Heroine Addiction, which I spend a lot of time using to kick myself in the ass over by making grumbly self-deprecating comments about how it deserves a writer who's not in severe need of mental repair. I think I may need to redo my outline for the rest of the chapters in a bit more detail to get going there. Trying to edit The Grand Prize Winner is making me go cross-eyed, so I can't even imagine how blind I'd go working on Dead Men In Dark Suits or the Books of Boggs. And there's Blood Red Carpet and Chapter and Curse to work on but can't. I'd be tempted to just write time-stamp ficlets or something based on my novels just to attempt to generate something, but even that much feels like trying to squeeze blood from a stone.

The one thing I was looking forward to when I got laid off was the free time to work on my writing, and that's sort of gone directly down the toilet. So basically, the one thing that inevitably picks me up when I'm sad or depressed is letting me down. Urgh.

You know, it's times like this that I go and do stupid stuff like buy bacon-flavored gumballs. (What? They're bacon-flavored.)
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Hey, look what I did!

Heroine Addiction:

52408 / 100000

I'd write more today, but I'm tired and achy and I want my bed. But hey, more tomorrow! Hopefully. Somebody knock on wood for me. Or better yet, hire a goon to beat up Pinocchio on my behalf. That's got to be worth thirty or forty wood knocks, yes?
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Heroine Addiction:

50549 / 100000

Chapters done:

I tweaked the chapters and rolled it back to 51. I may do it again with a few more chapters, but it's all the same things that'll happen, so it'll probably still end up being 120k, although I'm not changing the word count meter until I'm sure of it just in case.

EDIT: You know what's the only thing that's bugging me about this diet? I've lost four pounds and I genuinely think it's all tummy. Not that I'm complaining, mind you, because losing that little bit of belly is awesome. But I'm trying to fit back into my jeans again so, you know, I could start losing weight on my thighs and ass, that'd be nice. *sigh*
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Heroine Addiction:

50030 / 100000

I have a feeling I won't get to write again until Thursday thanks to how I usually feel after dental work like I'm supposed to have tomorrow, so at least I've gotten halfway done. \o/
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Heroine Addiction:

48356 / 100000

I'm THIS CLOSE. I think my brain just wants a nap, because mostly it's just been like, "That's it, I'm out!" for most of today. However, I will make myself tip ove the halfway point tomorrow if it KILLS me.
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Heroine Addiction, chapters done:

Meaning I sat my ass down in the cafe with some chai, plotted out the rest of the book, and figured out how many chapters it'll take. And also confirmed my expectation that it'll probably end up being more like 120k. So even if I don't write anything else today (I will, I swear!), I've gotten that much done.

I came up to my parents' house because it's rainy and it's gross and I wasn't all that keen about staying in my apartment all day long, but my mother's watching the U.S. Open and I'm going to fall asleep if I keep watching this.

Oh, and you know how I woke up to a special on the History Channel about pizza? I came up here and my mom was making my favorite maple walnut cookies. Stupid diet that's actually working. The universe is taunting me. *grumbles*
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Heroine Addiction:

45290 / 100000

Poke me if I slack off on word counts, 'kay? :)
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Heroine Addiction:

40867 / 100000

I skipped ahead two chapters and wrote the dialogue for that one. Yes, I KNOW.

I can see the halfway point from here. That's oddly disconcerting. Hmm.


Jun. 7th, 2009 02:31 am
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Heroine Addiction:

40033 / 100000

I'm almost done with chapter 19, but fuck it, I've been working on this for the past four and a half hours and I'm TIRED. Ugh.
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SO. Um.

I've had a slow week. It's not a terrible thing, really. I have been writing ... just, you know, a couple hundred words here or there. A trickle is better than nothing, I suppose.

I think this chapter is getting to me because it's a full-on immersion for Vera in a world she's only been dipping her toes into up until now. She's been skating around her heritage in more ways than one, and she's spent the past five years settling into a life where she doesn't see superheroes anymore than most anybody else. And now ... WHOOSH. She was so busy dipping her toes into the pool she forgot to make sure she didn't get elbowed into the deep end. Heh. ;)

I'm not worried about the female angle ... I've got that one handled, I think. The bisexual bit, I'm tentatively happy with. I think I've got a good balance with that, but then again I really have not been touching each chapter after I finish, so we'll see how it holds up when I reread it later. The Mexican-American bits I'm more worried about, if only because up until now they've been subtle because Vera's been in a place the past few years in the story where her Mexican heritage is tied into a lot of shit she'd just rather not deal with. So it's kinda like a snowstorm -- one or two references here or there falling from the sky and then, WHOOSH, you're standing in three feet of snow.

I haven't touched The Grand Prize Winner in a few weeks. Right now, I've been mentally tweaking the ending to see if I can get some focus into it. It's ... getting there. It's just not going as quickly as I'd like.

I may see later if I can brainstorm some new ideas for whatever I plan on writing next. I've got the virgin thing on the side, which if I do write it will probably be just me snarking about being a virgin as opposed to writing a character who's an unapologetic virgin, although I'm not ruling that one out. I do want to write a female lead again since I'm having so much fun with this one. I think it's just a matter of finding an angle and a name, which always helps me a lot. God, I've been sitting on the name Vera for ages. :)

I still haven't written my [livejournal.com profile] apocalyptothon assignment. I'm such a bad mod. *headdesk*

I haven't written any of my [livejournal.com profile] stori_telling prompt either. I need to get my hands on Merlin again. Hmph.

And because I'm taking so long to do them, I'm not about to sign up for anything else, which means Remix is right out. Hell, as long as I do [livejournal.com profile] apocalyptothon and Yuletide this year, that's all I care about.


Jun. 5th, 2009 09:14 pm
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Heroine Addiction:

38412 / 100000


I've been spending the past couple of days banging my head against a wall, not so much because I don't know what I'm doing or where I'm going, but because I had a nice pattern going and I screwed it up by writing the dialogue for this one first so I can write the action around it. And this chapter is loooong comparatively, so that's making my brain throw a tantrum and want to stomp off.

Fuck it, next chapter I'm writing as I go like I did with previous chapters.
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Okay, I don't know if it was my last rant or just being tired or swearing that I'd get more written today but the tiresome headache I had before has grown into a healthy throbbing migraine that's sitting right behind my eyes. My writing for tonight? Completely out. *sigh*

I'm okay with that, though, because at least I finally hit my [livejournal.com profile] getyourwordsout quota for a change this month. \o/

Heroine Addiction:

37215 / 100000

May word count total:

25180 / 25000

Year-to-date [livejournal.com profile] getyourwordsout total:

76636 / 300000

Fuck it, I'm going to bed now. I'm seriously debating going to donate plasma tomorrow because I'm just that broke and if I still feel this crappy in the morning I can't do it, SO. *sigh*
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Heroine Addiction:

36662 / 100000

Oh, my God, this is taking forever. Writing out the dialogue first for these chapters would probably be a hell of a lot easier if I had a better idea of what was going in the middle. *sigh*


Random stuff:

-- I cleared off the TV stand I'm not using that's against the front windows in the living room, put Otis' favorite blanket on it, and left the window open all afternoon. From there, he gets sun, birds, and cars. He was in heaven. Heh.

-- All of the Asylum posts are reminding me why I would just not do well in that atmosphere at ALL. Wincon, I can handle. Hell, Dragoncon, I can deal with. But I have a feeling I'd spend far too much time during cons the guys are at just cringing, and not at them.

-- Another comment about the Britain's Got Talent finale. )

-- A camel playing with a bucket.

-- I don't think this guy can be helped any more than the lawyer does.


May. 30th, 2009 11:54 am
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Heroine Addiction:

36399 / 100000

The good news: I'm getting stuff written!

The bad news: It's mostly dialogue, since I'm trying to build up a few chapters to write around tomorrow. I did the same thing the year I won NaNo, and that's how I got 10k done in a day. I don't expect to pull that off tomorrow, but if I could crack 40k, I'd be thrilled.

EDIT: "Don't Stop Believing" just came on my radio and now I can't stop smiling. HEE. :)
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Heroine Addiction:

35678 / 100000

Chapter Eighteen is done.

Eighteen chapters. Holy shit, you guys. o.O That's more than a little surreal after weeks of writer's block.

I got another rejection today from a prospective job. Not that I've sent out a lot of resumes or anything -- there's not much to be had around here anyway -- but still. I mention it because I think the one thing that's really worrying me about this story is how much I'm focusing on working on it to the detriment of other stuff. Looking for a job hasn't been successful, so I've been slacking. Going out when I'm broke means I can't splurge as much as I like (and when I say "splurge" I'm not talking about getting to throw twenties around or anything, I'm talking in terms of singles here), so I haven't left town much the past month or so. Going out on the town with Jess means another night of her possibly going home with a guy and me heading back home alone, which never bothers me (hey, at least one of us has a sex life) except ... eh, I can't deal with being the lonely sidekick right now.

I mention all that because this is the one thing that's not crashing and burning for me right now, so. *sigh*

I keep thinking about the last time I got laid off in 2001. I was off for six months, and then out of desperation I had to take a job as a telemarketer. So of COURSE I'm focusing on the fucking book that I'm enjoying the hell out of writing, because at least that doesn't pay me a shitty paycheck (it doesn't pay at all -- beside the point, anyway) and require me to call people who snipe at me to get a REAL job when it's the only real job anyone in the area can get (not true anymore, thank God, but there's nothing else either).

I'm sorry if I seem a little too focused on it to the detriment of fic or fandom or whatever, but ... well. That's probably one reason why I went off on the whole "pissing in my lemonade" BS, because seriously, I have maybe fifty bucks for the next two weeks. If I'm not sitting alone in my dark apartment trying to finish another chapter, I've dragged myself down to the cafe just so I'm not some creepy shut-in. I talk to my brother, my parents, Jess, and my pets, and that's it. I can't fit into most of my clothes right now. And the book's the one thing consistently making me happy, even when it's fucking pissing me off. I'm not at, like, needing-to-see-a-doctor levels of depression or anything, but for fuck's sake, if watching over-produced television musical performances or hot communications officers or cheesy variety-show entertainment is giving me a temporary case of the flappyhands, leave me be. I'm not getting a whole lot of that right now, which is probably why I spent a good fifteen minutes before watching the "How Crayons Are Made" video from Sesame Street on repeat. At least no one showed up during those fifteen minutes to kick my cane out from underneath me or shit in my Cheerios or whatever.

But, yeah. Heroine Addiction.

I'm going to try and spend the rest of the night plotting out the rest of the book. We'll see how that goes. I've got the final chapter finished, so as per usual, it's just a matter of getting from point A to point Z. Or, I suppose it's more aptly point G or H to point Z. Whatever. I think I could be moving a little quicker with an outline, so plotting it is.

It's rainy and cold and gross out. I don't think I have to mention how much that's not helping my mood at ALL.
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Heroine Addiction:

35012 / 100000

I'm not entirely done with chapter nineteen yet, but it's close enough and I'm tired.

I have a third of a book. And this is the first time all year I'll have reached my [livejournal.com profile] getyourwordsout monthly goal. Hell, if you would have told me I'd be at this point a month ago I would have laughed at you, somewhere in between getting upset at having writer's block. \o/
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Heroine Addiction:

34010 / 100000

I've written all of the dialogue for chapter nineteen so now I just have to write the action around it, which I should be able to get done today.

I think I may be a little bit worried because there hasn't been a big dangerous situation as of yet. I'm used to throwing in fights here or there and Vera's just not built for fights. So a part of me feels like there's nothing happening except, seriously, there's a LOT happening.


A few things:

-- I just discovered that Drop Dead Gorgeous is up on YouTube. I am not allowed to drop everything to watch it, since it's not going anywhere and I've got writing to do and just because I love that movie and it's a crime I don't have it on DVD is no excuse. Hmph.

-- I haven't watched Susan Boyle's second BGT performance. I ... don't really care to. Way to over-saturate the hell out of her, media.

-- Speaking of the cafe, apparently thanks to everybody having the day off, this is the busiest I've ever seen this place outside of the nights with live music. Awesome.

-- That extra fifty bucks we're supposed to get from unemployment every two weeks? Yeah, last week's is taking forever to show up in my account, although it's all explained on their website. But ... but MONEY. I neeeeeeds it.

-- 14 More of the Most Unintentionally Gay Rap Lyrics Ever NSFW, obviously.

-- Do you realize that I did not even know about Top Chef Masters until a few days ago? Clearly I am so far out of the loop it's ridiculous and I need to rectify that posthaste.

-- Is it this weekend yet? I don't care if I'm broke, I'm splurging on Up even if I can't afford to. Screw it, I rarely miss Pixar on the first day ... the only two I still haven't seen are Cars and Ratatouille.

-- I haven't brainstormed new story ideas for when I'm done with Heroine Addiction yet, possibly because I'm a little afraid if I do I'll drag myself from the story or something. Bah. Finish novel first, come up with new one second.

-- I only just realized that we're having a Memorial Day parade because the little Irish waitress told one of the other customers to go outside now if he wanted to watch. Hi, I'm oblivious! *headsmack* (Not like it matters. I've never been a big fan of parades anyway, so. *shrugs*)
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Heroine Addiction:

33554 / 100000

I'm not really completely happy with the details of how I finished off chapter 17, but ... eh, it's nothing I can't tweak relatively quickly in the editing process, I can live with it. Now I think I'm going to skip out on the rest of the night and head down to the cafe to see if I can start chapter eighteen.


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