The Sunday Write-a-Thon Check-In
I'm calling the week a success, though I can't actually say for sure that I put my hour in on Thursday because I forgot to look at the clock. I finished polishing up a story and sent it off that day, plus did a little more tweaking on the old novel chapter, so I'm assuming it was at least an hour and therefore a success.
Other hours verified and a little extra time put in over the past two days, but not as much as I'd hoped. The math story (well, it isn't really a math story, but there are math elements to it, as well as physics, chemistry, aliens that aren't really aliens, and me making a bit of mockery of the worst job I ever had) had its second half chopped off and rewritten, which is still a work in progress. I think it might fit the antho I was rewriting it for better this way, but I'm still not sure how it ends. It went from 7k down to 4k and is now back up around 6k, so will probably wind up settling out around 7.5 over the next day or two for this draft, then trimming back a bit in revisions. Also had a hint of an idea for a further potential short, but that's going to have to simmer on the back burner for a while.
Looks like I won't be starting right in on the novel this week, but hopefully by Friday I'll have the shorts finished up and be ready. I'll put in a little more work on the mathish story tonight (working title, which will likely change: Alien Spaces) once I finish up some other projects. And one of these days I'm going to fulfill a promise I made to a Clarion West littermate and write that story about a little girl picking posies for Grandma.
Grandma should probably be very afraid.
Speaking of afraid, I think it's time for me to sign off because there is a very creepy UPS ad that keeps staring at me from the sidebar of my screen--a cardboard man who occasionally swings his legs like he's waiting for something, and the caption says "We do more than shipping." Is it just me, or does that sound like a threat? And why is he sitting so protectively on that body-sized box? Don't get me wrong, I love the creep factor; I'm just thinking that was probably not the image they were going for.
Other hours verified and a little extra time put in over the past two days, but not as much as I'd hoped. The math story (well, it isn't really a math story, but there are math elements to it, as well as physics, chemistry, aliens that aren't really aliens, and me making a bit of mockery of the worst job I ever had) had its second half chopped off and rewritten, which is still a work in progress. I think it might fit the antho I was rewriting it for better this way, but I'm still not sure how it ends. It went from 7k down to 4k and is now back up around 6k, so will probably wind up settling out around 7.5 over the next day or two for this draft, then trimming back a bit in revisions. Also had a hint of an idea for a further potential short, but that's going to have to simmer on the back burner for a while.
Looks like I won't be starting right in on the novel this week, but hopefully by Friday I'll have the shorts finished up and be ready. I'll put in a little more work on the mathish story tonight (working title, which will likely change: Alien Spaces) once I finish up some other projects. And one of these days I'm going to fulfill a promise I made to a Clarion West littermate and write that story about a little girl picking posies for Grandma.
Grandma should probably be very afraid.
Speaking of afraid, I think it's time for me to sign off because there is a very creepy UPS ad that keeps staring at me from the sidebar of my screen--a cardboard man who occasionally swings his legs like he's waiting for something, and the caption says "We do more than shipping." Is it just me, or does that sound like a threat? And why is he sitting so protectively on that body-sized box? Don't get me wrong, I love the creep factor; I'm just thinking that was probably not the image they were going for.