Word Count: 365
Consecutive Daily Writing Count: 89
Magic Spreadsheet Points: 3,908
Been a while. Sorry about that. As you can see I’ve added two new metrics. Consecutive Daily Writing Count (CDWC) is how many days consecutively I’ve written at least two hundred and fifty words. It’s related to the Magic Spread Sheet I talked about last post. Which brings me to Magic Spreadsheet Points (MSP), which is how many points I’ve earned from the sheet. Like I Should Be Writing, the game is real but the points don’t matter, but I felt like reporting them anyway.
Today’s writing session has been relatively easy. I’m actually at writing group today for the first time in a few weeks. Sadly being able to write every day has lessened the value of going to a place to write with people but I was still looking forward to it all day. It is also good to connect with people who share a similar hobby at least.
One thing that has fallen to the wayside with the writing every day and not attending writing group is the Weird Words column. I apologize for that. It will likely make a return at some point but not this or next week, quiet likely.
Novel Word Count: 208,518 (+10,278) [Days: 28] [Avg. Wpd.: 367.07]
The end is in sight and it is amazing, and sucky at the same time. I’m so close to finishing and I’m still seeing problems and plot holes as I write out my outline. I’m following the outline closely, only deviating a little. At this point I’m only writing down inspiration notes which I think would make really good ideas but this story will require a significant rewrite.
Same old same old, I know.
A few characters have died and I have a better idea of how airship docks work in my world now, at least. Dead people is progress right?
Editing & Critiques
Currently not editing or critiquing anything.
Other (Non-Writing) Projects
Magic the Gathering Organizer
Nothing has been done on this front.
Video Board Game
I’ve been discussing it with some friends and ruminating in my head. I may do some writing on this after this post, actually.
Weird Words – Temporary unexpected Hiatus
Free Write – Hiatus. But keep an eye out for some one shots.
Station – Waiting to be edited.
Matrix – Hiatus.
Gerald – Waiting to be continued.
Reconfigure – Waiting to be turned into an actual short story.
Word Count: 1,033
Today’s writing session was pretty easy. I worked on Everlasting and I seem to have gotten into the habit of writing on it at least once a week, which is good. I’m hitting over a thousand words per writing session. Distractions are mostly minimal although I need to look into getting to a habit of writing whenever I’m not really busy or wanting to do something in particular. Maybe that way I’ll update more!
I have been writing, even if I haven’t been updating. You’ll see that in the word counts below. Writing Sessions have been a small group of Steph and Ryan on Tuesdays and just myself on Thursdays. I should schedule another weekend of short story writing.
Word Count: 116,500
So a little less than two thousand words. That was mostly written in the last two weeks. Those are actual usable words. I’ve also been doing writing on the outline to try to get myself to some semblance of an ending and also I came up with (I think) an interesting zombie mythology that will distinguish this particular apocalypse from others. Of course it means completely re-writing major parts of the draft right now but hey, we were already going to do that right?
Free Write almost had a hiccup a small while back in that I didn’t write any stories but kept working on a short story. That however, was made piece meal into four parts so I could put it on Free Write. I think that worked well. Since then I’ve gotten better about outputting one piece of fiction a week. I need to remind myself that Free Write isn’t about making a complete story but just writing. So the format for Free Write my change soon. Perhaps implementing windows for characters from Everlasting. If I limit my these windows to 250 words or so, so I don’t end up taking too long with them. The advantage is that you’ll get to see my characters as they flesh themselves out more.
In case you don’t know what a window is, it is a technique where in you write a small scene with a particular a character to get a feel for how they’d react in that situation. Mundane stuff like going shopping, or dealing with an irate customer, or something similar. The idea is that each of your characters should react differently enough to be distinct characters.
No work done. Still needs to be edited.
No work done.
No work done (that I remember).
So that’s from me!
Word Count: ~1,254
So today was a good writing session. I skipped last Thursday somewhat by accident, somewhat on purpose, by working too much and since then I had been lamenting that I really hadn’t worked on Everlasting in what seemed like forever. The session prior to that I worked on Weird Words and Free Write. So today was dedicated to getting out some words on Everlasting and also writing an update! Tada!
Writing group wise, things have been up and down. My old group, Anomalous Writing, is still just two members, and the other member is having creative issues. In other words he is taking a break to focus on other creative purists like painting or roleplaying game writing. He still writes but it is more on his own terms. Since I’m still writing, although perhaps not as regularly when there was a bigger group, I guess I don’t need writing sessions as a group nearly as much, but I still miss that motivation. So I joined the other writing group I knew. That group is a bit more social, making actual writing difficult to do, but it helps in other areas I feel. They only meet on Tuesdays, however, but not today due to various schedule issues.
But still, I am writing!
Word Count: 112,688
So really only a thousand word difference since the last update. Which means I got exactly one thousand words written in the last three weeks. That is slightly disheartening. Although I know that most of my time has been eaten up by either Free Write or laziness. I should remove one of those. I wonder which one…
Everlasting writing went well today. I did some small editing on the scene I was writing, which was bad, but mostly to let myself get into the head of my characters again. The scene evolved from my outline, as it normally does, but I still got the endpoint that I wanted. We were in the sewers again with our mechanical lady, our hidden antagonist, and a kick ass old lady, who started kicking ass again unexpectedly. The entire scene ended in a cliffhanger, which amuses me.
It also lead into the next scene which had our would be hero doing science-y stuff. This helped me create some new notes for my story: 1. My main scientist character needs more motivation and personality. It isn’t enough that he needs to save everybody, he needs a reason to want to. So in my editing I may focus on playing up what his scientific goals were before the zombie apocalypse. Maybe something like reviving the dead? That sounds mad science-y right? 2. I need to do more search on general scientific lab equipment, their general uses in chemistry and biology, and then come up with Everlasting’s equivalent. I made note of this for my research sessions after this draft.
Still have my buffer, slightly. Need to sit down one of these weekends and write a better buffer.
No work done.
No work done.
So that’s it for me. Next time I’ll try posting more than once a month.
Word Count: 1,743
Writing sessions have been going well. I’ve been meeting a one thousand word count pretty regularly. Today I really knocked out my word count which was awesome. Most of that was done in an hour or so. Last session I was joined by Daniel and we discussed how to do some editing, since he has begun editing his NaNoWriMo novel from two years ago.
So I’ve decided that, wherever I go, I’m going to keep the name Anomalous Writing for my writing groups. I’ve decided I really like the name. At the moment I’ve no success in recruiting new members but I”m not sure about how to go about it anyway or if I really want to. But I’ve decided I”ll keep the name.
Word Count: 104,873
So today’s scene birthed a new idea. So I’ve been back and forth trying to figure out Everlasting’s technology in regards to paper and writing. For one I know I want them to have an equivalent of a printing press. But I’m enamored with the idea that they still prefer scroll like paper rather than cut sheets. I don’t see why the world can’t have both I suppose, but it is something I need to sit down and research. One device I’ve decided I like is the idea of a re-loadable notepad, called a scrollpad. It’s a small clipboard that can have a cylinder on the bottom which stores a roll of paper (think like a receipt roll). It dispenses the paper up where it is collected at the top. People write their entire notes in a scrolling fashion and when the roll is out, load it back into its case, name it, and store it. Seems rather steampunk right? The clipboard also has an attachment for writing device, and perhaps an extra optics attachment or something. Cause attachments are cool.
Word Count: 1,907
And we’re back. Again! Okay so way too long between writing session updates. What can I say? Holidays? Sickness. New Routines. Etc. Anyway I started off the new year’s first writing session with a bag. Nineteen thousand nine hundred and seven words on Everlasting. I was just a bit on a roll. Only took me about and hour and a half as well. Perhaps I’m still in NaNoWriMo mode. I’m not sure. I had the “It is okay to suck” mantra in my head today which kept me from going back and look up too much stuff, although I did learn some history about toilets this session. Speaking of toilets.
Word Count: 99,657
Yeah. We’re less than four hundred words away from one hundred thousand words. That seems amazing. It is also way too big. I foresee my edits being a huge hack and slash of the plot, when I get to them. Here are a few things I found kind of interesting about getting back to Everlasting after taking such a long time.
- I was a lot further behind in the plot than I thought I was. Entire sections I thought I had already written were still in the outline waiting to be written. This turned out to be a good thing as it meant I felt like I could “fix them” rather than having to “write them again”
- Outlines are so awesome. I am totally an outlining person. Being able to see what I had written before as an outline, and what I was supposed to write next, just let me jump right into it without bothering about re-reading too much or forgetting where I was going. Next time I write I’m going to try to fully outline the entire book before I get some serious writing down.
There was a Science Future article published last month that I didn’t announce
I think this is one of the better ones I’ve done so check it out and tell me what you think. I’m sadly not getting any real commentary on my articles which means I’m probably pushing the mediocre line. Not horrible but nothing awesome either. Or worse, nobody is actually reading it.
Free writing is not dead! It is still on hiatus however. With a little luck I’ll get it up and started again next week, appearing Mondays, Wednesday, and Fridays, basically on days that I’m not writing my novel or for Science Future.
Well I’m hard pressed to say there is a writing group. It is back to being just me and Daniel. The other writing group that had Ryan and Steph is no longer meeting that I can figure because Steph has a new obligation in her life. While I am still in contact with most everybody through the internet, it is very different from having writing sessions with other people. But I’m writing on my own now so perhaps I no longer need a group for that and should instead look for a critique group. I am not sure and don’t feel like putting for the effort to try to find one physically just yet. Maybe once I’ve done an edit of Everlasting or Werewolf Zombie Steampunk.
Session Word Count: 1,251
And we’re back to writing for Everlasting and man was it easy. I think NaNoWriMo reminded me some of the rules about writing a first draft. Just write and don’t worry about it. It also reminded me how much I love outlines because I still have plenty of scenes outlined for Everlasting which made it very easy just to jump back in. My word count before I decided to stop and write this was one thousand two hundred and fifty-one, which I think is the highest word count I have for everlasting over the last three months. So I’m rather proud of myself for getting back into it.
Free Write & Science Future
In other areas of writing, Free Write will be returning sometime in the new year probably in a less hectic schedule of two to three times a week rather than five times a week. So be looking forward to that. Also Science Future will be appearing sometime between now and the future, so keep an eye towards EscapePod for the release of that.
Draft Word Count: 97, 750 (Delta: +5,563)
So obviously I didn’t do some updating of word counts before I started NaNoWriMo as my delta is over five thousand. My apologies. Everlasting is still going well. I’m about to dig into the outline and see if I can match where I am with where I want to be when I finish this novel so I can finally be done with it. Ninety seven thousand words is far too big so I’ve obviously gone wrong somewhere but I’m not too worried. Once I have this done I’ll likely be taking a crack at editing Zombie Steampunk Werewolf or starting some small novellas before I come back to fix the problems with Everlasting.
Been awhile since I did an excerpt but I felt it was warranted. So here you go:
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Marla stared at the wall of flesh that was writhing lengths away from her and her companions. Most of them seemed entranced by sky. It was exceptionally bright now and flaming debris was falling regularly, setting some of the walking dead alight. It bothered Marla considerably that the afflicted did not seem to care about their burning flesh but instead lifted their arms to the sky as if performing some kind of ritualistic worship of the airship that would more than likely crush them into a second death.
Not all the walkers were content to worship, however, as a few noticed the presence of the three women and began making their ways towards them with unnerving slowness. One was even on fire but Marla had to force herself not to stare. They needed a way out. She glanced to her companions. Olivia was entranced by the wall. She seemed to be whispering to herself perhaps some small comforting mantra. Leanne on the other hand seemed to have gone into some kind of shock, closing her eyes and bowing her head. She was breathing deeply as if trying to calm herself although it did not seem to be working.
They didn’t have time to backtrack. The airship was going to fall directly on their heads and Marla knew it. She glanced up again to confirm this when she realized the mass headed towards her was not the airship and it was considerably faster.
So my writing group has shrunk back down to effectively myself again with the occasional visit from my friend Daniel. I did intend to try to get in contact with other writers via NaNoWriMo but I was too busy to actually attend any of the events. I am somewhat connected to another small writing group that meets on Tuesdays but I still worry that writing alone is going to hurt my productivity some. It might be an unfounded worry since I am alone now and still writing.
Word Count: 7,178 
Total Word Count: 27,051 (Delta: +2,046)
And I yet still succeed! Nay I am ahead! The last two days of writing have been somewhat torturous while writing, even though I get my word count only to realize that not much time has passed. I find this an odd situation. Writing is progressing. I don’t like what I’m actually writing. I desperately want to make more of an outline but I am on NaNo time and I still want to get more things done. I no longer have day time work obligations but now I need to catch up on the stuff I didn’t do last week. I honestly didn’t even realize I had already passed the half way point! Woo!
Heeee! I’m leading the charge among all my buddies for most words written. I’m only leading by around two thousand words but this makes me rather happy. Most of my friends are a little behind though, which worries me. Come on guys, we’re nearing the final stretch. You gotta get that word count up before the holiday (if you’re in America)!
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“The most likely scenerio is that someone broke into my bedroom. They wanted to steal something. The clawmarks could be from some kind of artifical appendage or climbing tool,” she mused as she began gathering her discarded clothing. With her ribs she wouldn’t be able to do any heavy lifting but she could at lest push her desk out of the middle of her room. “But we know something climbed the wall last night. Is it possible that something decided to break into my room?”
Deborah decided as she gathered up her books and writing supplies that this was not illogical. “If my memories are to be trusted, the creature ran away from me, even when it knew I was chasing it. It was either scared of me or it was trying to lead me to the village. It had no obvious motivation of the later, so perhaps the former. If it was a werewolf. It somehow knew my father was off hunting. It saw me in the forrest. It decided to steal into the village to break into the house.”
Word Count: 5,601 
Total Word Count: 19,873 (Delta: +1,536)
Sorry sorry! Work has been so hectic that I’ve really only given myself just enough time to get my word each day before rushing off to finish it. Hence no real update post. You’re getting an abbreviated one right now as I’m about to go have some fun for the first time in about a week, assuming you don’t count NaNoWriMo as fun. Heh.
Writing is going okay. I know it has problems. But I’m allowed to suck. The last two days were a breeze. Today wasn’t too bad. I find I write description really really quickly. Exposition a little less so. Dialog and action I slow down considerably. I seem to be almost the exact opposite of all the other writers I know, who can churn out dialog like they were writing plays.
Still I’ve made my word count each day, despite excessive working. I’m totally hanging on to my “I am writer!” title.
Speaking of writers, everybody seems to be doing a great job on my list. A few people are a little behind here and there but nothing they can’t catch up on this weekend. Sithwith13 has once again retaken her lead according to the website but I also know sigmad hasn’t been updating and is actually supposedly a day ahead. I wouldn’t bet on him too quickly however as I also know that the game Skyrim is going to kill off that lead, more than likely tonight.
It’s been awhile so here is an extra long excerpt. Reminder this is completely unedited. See how bad raw writing can be!
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They arrived just in time for the pyre and the fire was just begin stoked to it’s full brightness. A small crowd had gathered but far more than Deborah had been expecting. When a person died, it was well known that what had made the person a person had somehow passed on to become apart of the Spirit. This was proven mostly by the living dead, who rose and attacked the living indiscrimently, be they strangers or loved ones of the prior body’s aquatinence. This was why all bodies were desposed of quickly as possible in a pyre. Loved ones and friends were encouraged to attend and share in the celebration of the dead one’s life and, if the gatherer was particularly devote, their joining with the Spirit.
Fang Pass was a small village. Everybody was at least some kind of an aquatinence if they stayed longer than a week. So when someone died, more often than not the entire village showed up to the pyre. Last night had been an exception, since the clergy and militia had been on duty, and Deborah herself had been in quarentine. So the crowd was made up mostly of people who couldn’t have attended the pyre of the servitor the prior night. Deborah guessed, however, that there were more than that. Some looking to pay their respects again, or perhaps just find something to help lighten their mood.
Since there was no body for a second pyre, small effigies were to be created by the attenddees. Traditionally this would take the form of a twig doll wrapped with the gather’s own hair but that had given way to more metaphorical effigies. Fang Pass in particularly perfered to burn symbols. Words or images written on paper to the deceased or a small personal item, that burned, that reminded the burner of the one who had died.
Word Count: 3,517 
Total Word Count: 12,468 (Delta: +799)
So no update yesterday. Yesterday took me two and a half hours to get my word count. I also wrote at home, which was proving to be far more distracting than not working at home. Today was significantly faster at the normal restaurant where my writing group meets, it only took me an hour and a half to reach my word count. I still have a pretty small buffer which I’m hoping to improve this coming weekend.
My Anomalous Writing group buddy, sigmad, has actually overtaken my other writing buddy, sithwitch13! Which I find amazing. Of course the day isn’t over and knowing Sithwitch she’ll update again before the night is through. Either way they are both well ahead of the word count, so congratulations to both of them!
Word Count: 1,733 
Total Word Count: 5,274 (Delta: +274)
I seem to be faring pretty well. It’s taking me about an hour and a half to two hours to meet my word count. Again I couldn’t write a bit longer or give myself some time to fill some of my outline but the story isn’t too bad so far, I think. I’m definitely taking notes of how to improve it as I go. Right now I’m trying to figure out how to seed the ending I really want.
My writing buddies are doing awesomely. jagmunoz and sithwitch13 are both ahead of the word count. sigmad isn’t too far behind and is likely going to catch up this weekend, if I know how he works. sleary hasn’t reported a word count but I know she’ll ping several thousand words here soon.
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She realized she had been so focused on her father that she had lost track of the zombies she was distracting with her presence. She whipped her head around to see the fresher of the pare crouching slightly. She brought her crossbow around to point at it, fired, and struck it right in the chest, which did nothing to stop it from tackling her.
The smell had been unbearable when they were feet away. Now with one atop her, it was unbearable. She vomited, spitting directly into the zombie’s face. At the same time she began struggling for her life. She let go of her cross bow and grabbed for her knife, putting it between the zombie’s face and her. The most dangerous part of a zombie was its mouth. A single bite was a death sentence so she did her best to make sure that wasn’t going to happen. Her chest was heaving involtunarily and her eyes were watering both from the vomiting and the stench but she had to make sure it also didn’t get a grip on her by pushing and moving.
She was screaming and she thought her father was yelling. She didn’t have the space to stab the zombie. It was now squirming atop her, trying to push itself up so it could get a proper bite. She kept the blade in its face, pushing its face away while kicking and pushing its arms out from under him. Then it gabbed the blade of the knife and wrenched it from her hands. The blade cut across her forhead as he pulled it away and her vision went red. She was gagging now. She could feel the zombie managing to sit up. It moaned, it’s horse dry voice promising to devour her. She punched and kicked feebily under its weight and cried for it to stop.