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Word count: 12326
No new writing lately, but last weekend I went shooting with some folks from the Portland Cacophony Society. It's the first time I've ever fired a gun. I can definitely see the appeal, but I still think it's generally not a good idea to keep guns around the house. Unlike most other dangerous tools, guns are very easy to use and can kill at a distance.
Politics aside, I had a great time. We had marvelous weather for a drive in the country, and I had fun shooting at various old appliances, stuffed animals, and old propane tanks, even though I couldn't hit a thing. And I picked up a lot of terminology, sounds, and smells I will be able to use if any gunplay occurs in the novel. There isn't any in the outline, but the character of Sienna is shaping up into someone who, given the choice, would rather shoot than ask questions.
Oh, and I've gotten over whatever minor bug was bothering me earlier this week.
Posted 04/30/2003 22:15 [e-mail me] [post comment] [permalink]
Word count: 12326
I came home from Minicon with a mild sore throat, which lasted only a day or so, but I've been feeling "faintly blug" ever since. Not sick enough to stay home from work, but too sick to go to the gym and too tired to do much writing. It's been a week and I'm sick and tired of being sick and tired.
Nonetheless, somehow I have written almost 1000 words since Monday. Not bad, considering. Might even get some more done tomorrow.
In some ways I feel the plot is moving much too quickly for a novel -- I have a short-story writer's instincts, and I can definitely feel myself trying to wrap things up in 10,000 words or less. On the other hand, the death of Clarity's father is the incident that kicks the whole plot in motion, and the old coot hasn't even died yet. (Though he's not at all a well cat... he'll be gone by the end of this chapter, probably less than 2000 words away.)
Posted 04/26/2003 23:02 [e-mail me] [post comment] [permalink]
Word count: 11365
It took longer than I hoped to get that story revised, but I got it in the mail to F&SF before leaving for Minicon. I hate revisions... it feels like taking one of my children apart in hopes of putting her back together in a more pleasing shape. This may explain why I have 7 stories critiqued and awaiting revision (but at least it's down from 8).
I did get almost 900 words written on the plane to Minicon, and critiqued some stuff on the plane home. But looking back on those 900 words I think I need to revise some of them (there's that word again, ick) before proceeding... my main character isn't taking nearly enough action.
At the moment I'm a bit sick (just a mild sore throat and lack of energy, not SARS) so I'm going to bed early.
Oh, and one more teeny little thing: I'm on the Hugo ballot! I'm one of the nominees for the John W. Campbell Award for Best New Writer. Go me!!
Posted 04/21/2003 20:25 [e-mail me] [post comment] [permalink]
Word count: 10499
Well, the PseuDoNaNoWriMo is over and I did not get 30,000 words written. But I did get over 10,000 words written, and that's not chopped liver. Well begun is half done. Et cetera.
I'm going to take a brief break from the novel to do some critiques and whip a short story or two into shape (I have a bunch that have been critiqued but not yet rewritten) and into the submission pipeline.
Posted 04/02/2003 21:31 [e-mail me] [post comment] [permalink]
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