I am in an absurdly good mood today, and it is awesome. After months of Aomori's "It's winter! You freeze! Aaaaaaand now it's spring for 2 days! HAHA NM, NOW IT'S WINTER AGAIN!!!" game, the sky is clear and the sun is warm. I'm not crazy about warm weather, but today is just one of those days where it's spring on the calendar and actually spring outside, too. Which should not be so rare as it is. I've been walking the 20 minutes to work from the station all week just so I can be outside.
Unfortunately, I am stuck in the office for the afternoon, and my muse has departed without notice, leaving me with applications to fill out and other odd, mostly e-mail-related tasks to fill my time. All of this when I COULD be finishing Part 1 of Broken World. *sigh*
But that leads to a good news announcement! After the winter away, I came back refreshed and ready to write. Over a matter of weeks, I managed to more than triple my manuscript's cumulative word count from the last year and a half. Which means...
**BROKEN WORLD HAS OFFICIALLY TOPPED 100K**
(in fact, it's about 150K now ^^; )
For that, I suppose my muse deserves a break.
The only downside to this is that most published manuscripts of this genre (from first-time authors, in particular) don't tend to top 200K. So what I THOUGHT was going to be a stand-alone novel of 3 parts is now showing its true colors as a trilogy. Not necessarily bad news, I suppose, but just...not what I expected. Proof that characters have a mind of their own, and that an MC like Cora is a crazy bitch who refuses to listen to anything I tell her to do. *twitch*
(I drew a comic to illustrate this earlier, which I will upload later. :)
But I can deal with that. Currently, one of my biggest worries is concerning Part II, which was originally meant to be a mid-novel extended flashback. Now that it’s looking at becoming a stand-alone piece, I'm terrified that I’m looking at pulling a "
New Moon " and committing that unforgivable crime of writing a sequel that removes a beloved main character from the stage for 400 pages (the better part of a novel, even for a long-winded, tell-don't-show writer like Meyer). Not cool. However I try to rationalize it, any parallel between my writing and that of Stephenie Meyer just makes me feel no better than any of the brainless, squeeing fangirls who are now convinced that they can write because they’ve seen Meyer’s baffling success-sans-talent. This does not bode well for the realm of literature. >_<
*resists the urge to go on a Twilight rant*
But still, it's a good day. :)