Well, it coming along, the novel that is. I’m a bit beyond halfway and it’s not bad. It’s in great need of editing but I’m happy with the structure. I guess maybe I don’t have to work so hard pre-plotting. Funny thing though, this is a murder mystery but my victim is refusing to die. So I’ve let spend some time in the ICU of the regional hospital, they think it’s a heart thing. Won’t they be surprised when they tox screens come back. Bwa ha ha! I truly am having a wonderful time writing everyday. Someday I make my word count (1667 per day) sometimes it’s less than 500, but then there are days (three so far) when I’ve managed to write 5000 (yes, thousand) words in a day. I had to stop and do a happy dance. Writing like this has been incredibly therapeutic. My husband says I’v been in a great mood all month. He very much likes it and told me to keep writing. Love a supportive husband. I really should stop writing long enough to make him dinner tomorrow. I’m behind on my word count tonight. Yesterday was a 5k day, today I’ve written about 300. I’ve come to the part where I feel like everything is pretty sucky and not sure I can pull it out of the swamp. But never fear, I’ll find a way. They are just words after all. Not magical nuggets with a life force when arranged in the right order transfigure in shining deities of health, wealth, and happiness. Actually, I think I’ll go with the second explanation and go back to stringing them together hoping to find the right arrangement before the end of the month so there’s at least a total of 50k words with a beginning, a middle, and an end. Just wish the middle part wasn’t such a pain. (sigh) Chocolate would be good.
NOTE: because my internal editor is off this month I’m not going to edit this one either. Hopefully you’ll get the gist of what I meant, or thought I meant when I began typing.
