Wow, finally a reachable goal
I have been reading the newsletters emailed to me of a writer that creates courses and writes novels and whatnot and she has a website to encourage writers and the goal of the participants is to write 250 words a day. That's it. Just 250 words. No stress, no pressure, no deadlines or freaking out. Just write 250 words a day. Simple. That's less than a page. I had to try it just to see if I could. I did. It isn't good and isn't even necessarily useful to the story, I just wanted to try it. So after dinner Slip and Venka escape (are banished?) to the gardens, though they will end up in the stables since they always did like to thwart Fiora's desire that they be girly princess girls rather than taking after their warrior father as they do...
“Have you ever been to a longer dinner?” Slip asked as they made their escape into the gardens.
“Just about every dinner where we had to dress up and be seen and not heard when we were kids, in fact,” Venka answered.
“Well, you might have a point there.” They both laughed.
They made their way toward the stables, the destination not discussed, just understood, it was where they had always escaped to as kids when they were avoiding the lectures of the Duke or the disapproval of the Duchess.
“I miss Kane,” Slip said. “I know you must miss him even more than I do. How can you stand it?” Slip glanced at her sister, putting a hand out to touch Venka’s arm.
Venka put her hand over Slip’s briefly, acknowledging the comfort offered.
“We’ve gotten used to it. It was so strange at first, the distance grew and grew until I just couldn’t feel him there, and it felt like I had lost one of my senses, like there was a dimension of me missing, or a depth of knowledge missing or something, it was not the most fun I’ve ever had. And then it was like there was more room in my head for other things, after a while. And I have been filling in that empty real estate with all kinds knowledge. When I saw Kane at the capital the first time, he said it was the same for him. We both have a sudden desire to learn things, like without one another we are compensating with new skills or something. Certainly I had no desire before he left home to make weapons or learn apothecary or any of the other things I have been studying to fill the time and the emptiness and sheer boredom. Do you know how boring a palace is with nobody in it? Is this what it was like for Jerhod growing up all alone? I can’t imagine a little kid rattling around here with nobody to play with or talk to or get into mischief with or any of the fun we had as kids.”
Yeah it sucks, but it is 355 words, so says my document programme...
In other news,
I have baking stuff to gather out of cupboards and pans to dig out of wherever I stashed them... and I am going to bed instead.
“Have you ever been to a longer dinner?” Slip asked as they made their escape into the gardens.
“Just about every dinner where we had to dress up and be seen and not heard when we were kids, in fact,” Venka answered.
“Well, you might have a point there.” They both laughed.
They made their way toward the stables, the destination not discussed, just understood, it was where they had always escaped to as kids when they were avoiding the lectures of the Duke or the disapproval of the Duchess.
“I miss Kane,” Slip said. “I know you must miss him even more than I do. How can you stand it?” Slip glanced at her sister, putting a hand out to touch Venka’s arm.
Venka put her hand over Slip’s briefly, acknowledging the comfort offered.
“We’ve gotten used to it. It was so strange at first, the distance grew and grew until I just couldn’t feel him there, and it felt like I had lost one of my senses, like there was a dimension of me missing, or a depth of knowledge missing or something, it was not the most fun I’ve ever had. And then it was like there was more room in my head for other things, after a while. And I have been filling in that empty real estate with all kinds knowledge. When I saw Kane at the capital the first time, he said it was the same for him. We both have a sudden desire to learn things, like without one another we are compensating with new skills or something. Certainly I had no desire before he left home to make weapons or learn apothecary or any of the other things I have been studying to fill the time and the emptiness and sheer boredom. Do you know how boring a palace is with nobody in it? Is this what it was like for Jerhod growing up all alone? I can’t imagine a little kid rattling around here with nobody to play with or talk to or get into mischief with or any of the fun we had as kids.”
Yeah it sucks, but it is 355 words, so says my document programme...
In other news,
I have baking stuff to gather out of cupboards and pans to dig out of wherever I stashed them... and I am going to bed instead.