Writing-wise, anyway.
Interesting, she sez, perusing her spreadsheet.
There was the
Giant Bugs story. Which clocked in at 4200 words.
There was the
Bunny From Hell story. 999 words. Call it an even thousand, because we round.
There was the
Faerie Show fic. 5700 words.
There was the
Not!Iron Man story. 16,700 words.
Oh, and there was a little piece of
Iron Man fanfic, which clocked in at about 3,000 words.
All that was completed by the end of July. 30,600 words at that point, and I was feeling kind of bummed out because, hey, that's...not great. Especially since 3000 of it was fanfic, and my goal had been to write a story every two weeks. Phbbbt. Whatever.
And then...
I got bitten by
a crossover bug. What would happen, the Muse whispered in my ear, if Tony Stark hired Perry Van Shrike to look into some industrial espionage for him? I shook my fist at the Evil Muse and staunchly refused to write it. I resisted for, oh...a day. Maybe. If that. And boy was I grumpy about it because, you know, I didn't want to write fanfic anymore.
So, I get three thousand words into it, and I'm bitching and moaning at WorldCon about it, and some kind soul *waves at Rex, who may or may not be reading this* said "Well...don't you have a world you can drop these characters into?"
Huh, sez I.
Huh.
So. What happens when you take two characters played by Robert Downey, Jr., stick them in a blender, and hit "puree"?
For one thing, the character the thing wasn't supposed to be about kind of takes over and says "My story, bitch."
And for another, you crank out over 85,000 words in five months and
write a novel, even though you resisted calling it that for the longest time because you were afraid you'd scare the bugger away.
And the word count on the year comes in at around 115,000. Which is...nothing to sneeze at. Considering the fact that last year's output was not quite 45,000...
Yeah. I will choose to be pleased by that.