Your poetry's bad and you blame the news
Oct. 28th, 2019 04:25 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
First, let me say that I had every intention of updating this more or less daily, but that never works out half as well as I want it to. For one thing, my daily word counts were pretty low - and I forgive myself, because I haven’t honestly done any real drafting of any kind since about April. It’s the kind of habit that’s easy to fall out of, and hard to fall back into. For another, I had a couple of rounds of houseguests/visitors/friends that kind of broke up the flow, not that I’m complaining in the slightest.
My social life is yet another thing that’s been largely neglected for awhile. I had a rough spring, and then I packed up and moved house. Some things are easier to bounce back from than others.
Anyway.
Here's recent progress on my modern gothic ghost story about the fallout from a school shooting 25 years ago, told from the POV of four survivors, their now-teenage children, and their own parents - with Bonus! memories both faulty and true, intergenerational violence and grace alike, and a boarded up school with thirty-two ghosts who know something the police never figured out. This bad-boy is one part The Haunting of Hill House, one part The Frighteners, and one part Bowling for Columbine. Wish me luck.
Project: Kill Me Now
Deadline: none ::throws confetti::
New words written: 3194
Present total word count: 12,650
Things accomplished in real life: Walked the dogs every day; had a couple of writer playdates with my friend Kat; got together with some other folks; tried a new bar with husband; tidied up the yard and Halloween decorations; made a Target run; cleaned up some cat puke; started 2 mornings with dog pee - but at least it was on the pads where it belongs; adjusted the time frame in the pitch for this story to 25 years rather than 22, which was an artifact from an earlier draft.
Things accomplished in fiction: Finished chapter four; had a little PTSD that was worse than the thing in the woods that prompted it; resolved to reach out to a friend.
Darling duJour: “Even a big enough owl could catch the corner of an eye; and when they moved, they were far more silent than the dead.”
Number of fiction words so far this year: Let’s say 83,194 and just keep up the count from there. It’s not precise, but it’s roughly fair.
My social life is yet another thing that’s been largely neglected for awhile. I had a rough spring, and then I packed up and moved house. Some things are easier to bounce back from than others.
Anyway.
Here's recent progress on my modern gothic ghost story about the fallout from a school shooting 25 years ago, told from the POV of four survivors, their now-teenage children, and their own parents - with Bonus! memories both faulty and true, intergenerational violence and grace alike, and a boarded up school with thirty-two ghosts who know something the police never figured out. This bad-boy is one part The Haunting of Hill House, one part The Frighteners, and one part Bowling for Columbine. Wish me luck.
Project: Kill Me Now
Deadline: none ::throws confetti::
New words written: 3194
Present total word count: 12,650
Things accomplished in real life: Walked the dogs every day; had a couple of writer playdates with my friend Kat; got together with some other folks; tried a new bar with husband; tidied up the yard and Halloween decorations; made a Target run; cleaned up some cat puke; started 2 mornings with dog pee - but at least it was on the pads where it belongs; adjusted the time frame in the pitch for this story to 25 years rather than 22, which was an artifact from an earlier draft.
Things accomplished in fiction: Finished chapter four; had a little PTSD that was worse than the thing in the woods that prompted it; resolved to reach out to a friend.
Darling duJour: “Even a big enough owl could catch the corner of an eye; and when they moved, they were far more silent than the dead.”
Number of fiction words so far this year: Let’s say 83,194 and just keep up the count from there. It’s not precise, but it’s roughly fair.