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cheriepriestHere's today’s progress on my modern gothic ghost story about the fallout from a school shooting 25 years ago, told from the POV of four survivors - 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: 2337
Present total word count: 29,418
Things accomplished in real life: Walked the dogs; cleaned up NO dog pee after six days in a row of dog pee city, let’s see if she can make it a week!; took a desperately needed nap; answered some emails; took care of all the trash and bins and stuff; not much else.
Things accomplished in fiction: Went home to a very bright and sterile house; argued with a cousin; made plans to meet an old friend; learned that a teenage daughter was writing something uncomfortable.
Darling duJour: Nothing leaps out at me today.
Other: I admit I wrote some of that last night, after I’d done all my reporting. I’ll probably do the same tonight, as it makes me feel like I have a head start on the next day’s word count and for some reason, that makes it easier to get started. I don’t know why. We’ll see how it goes.
Approximate number of fiction words so far this year: 99,962
Project: Kill Me Now
Deadline: none ::throws confetti::
New words written: 2337
Present total word count: 29,418
Things accomplished in real life: Walked the dogs; cleaned up NO dog pee after six days in a row of dog pee city, let’s see if she can make it a week!; took a desperately needed nap; answered some emails; took care of all the trash and bins and stuff; not much else.
Things accomplished in fiction: Went home to a very bright and sterile house; argued with a cousin; made plans to meet an old friend; learned that a teenage daughter was writing something uncomfortable.
Darling duJour: Nothing leaps out at me today.
Other: I admit I wrote some of that last night, after I’d done all my reporting. I’ll probably do the same tonight, as it makes me feel like I have a head start on the next day’s word count and for some reason, that makes it easier to get started. I don’t know why. We’ll see how it goes.
Approximate number of fiction words so far this year: 99,962