I wrote more than I expected to yesterday (I was hoping for something in the 500 word range for all three of the remaining pieces of the poll of doom), and now my brain won't give me a line in on either of the remaining two ( Read more... )

That deadline for the poll of doom is entirely self imposed. I've written sixteen thousand words since the 18th--a rate of approximately a thousand words a day. This is really, really not to be sneezed at, given everything else I've done in that period (oh god the garage) and the nerve disorder Issue ( Read more... )

Some cruel organism filled my sinuses with glue. (This, and the cough induced by this, are my only real symptoms. My joy face.)

However, I have another seven poll-of-doom pieces to finish, and I'd really like to manage it this month ( Read more... )

Preparatory to getting into the last 16 (which will get links as they're written, assuming anyone is interested), and hey, some of these were written last summer:

Each 'round' is 8 pieces (since there were 8 respondents), with the request outside the parenthetical and the link for the piece within it.

Round 1: Azrael ( legends come walking), Aodh ( Read more... )

Okay, so, I did indeed commit a 40-in-4, although it was actually a 44-in-5 due to extra responses and a particularly gnarly sinus headache. I more than tripled the wordcount of the first time I did this, which is both pleasing and terrifying ( Read more... )

And it did a wonderful number on my writing counts ever since. So I'm aiming to fix that a bit, and I respond well to pushing myself.

( I'm aiming for a 40-in-4 here, guys. This IS your warning. )

Now, I have a lot of stories ('No shit, really?' say the peanut galleries). As a result, I sometimes don't write everyone on a regular basis ( Read more... )

So I have a contractor currently (suprisingly) not cussing in my bathroom, ripping out the Warped floorboards (we're blaming the wax seal around the toilet and the heat wave in June) so as to make way for a new lino floor. I think my landlord's afraid of what's going to happen next ( Read more... )

I managed to reset my internal calender from physio mon/wed to physio tues/thurs, and got a mildly 'Um?' call this morning five minutes after my appointment time started. Arrrgh ( Read more... )

I'm tackling something and making it Bone-witch long (around 11,000 consecutive words).

Your mission, should you choose to contribute, is in telling me what story-sequence to do.

Poll May-June Project

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