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Clarion Write-a-thon Day 5

Today’s word count: 3114
Cumulative Write-a-thon word count: 11395

Wow, that was intense. There was murder. Heartbreaking murder.

Favorite sentence I’ve written today: And she cut off those words, that lie, before they made it all the way through his throat.


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Clarion Write-a-thon Day 4

Today’s word count: 2087
Cumulative Write-a-thon word count: 8281

Barely made my goal today. I just had a hell of a time settling in to write, and probably would have given up if I weren’t so focused on just getting to 2k words. I was starting to feel my groove when I finished up the scene, but the next one’s going to be intense and I’d like to be a little more on my game when I work on it. So I’ll save it for tomorrow.

Favorite sentence 3 sentences I’ve written today: Some day, perhaps, Nick would figure out that seeing probabilities did not mean seeing the future. It meant seeing a tangled mass, one likely outcome after another that he remembered as if they had already happened, and unweaving each to find its source was no mean task. But he also recalled that the probability of Nick ever understanding that fine point was so small, it might as well have been zero.


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Clarion Write-a-thon Day 3

Today’s word count: 2434
Cumulative Write-a-thon word count: 6194

Finally! I made my word count goal for the day and then some. Which I’m quite pleased with since once again, the bulk of my day was completely wasted on non-writing things like spending quality time at the DMV. I didn’t get to start writing until after I got home from trivia1, which was still a little earlier than I’ve managed the last couple of days. And I’m even letting myself stop before 2, which is even better. I also worked a bunch on my outline, since I’m still very much developing the ideas for the last third of the novel. So I feel like I managed to pull some success out of an otherwise ridiculous waste of a day.

Favorite sentence I’ve written today: “Hope it was worth damnin’ his soul to Hell.”

1 – We got fourth (otherwise known as FUCK YEAH NOT FIFTH) place tonight, thanks for asking.


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Clarion Write-a-thon Day 2

Today’s word count: 1775
Cumulative Write-a-thon word count: 3760

Well, I was hoping to make up for yesterday and failed soundly. Mike was home all day so I didn’t really get anything done then (since having a human person around to interact with is horribly distracting), but figured I’d be able to get in three or more good hours once he went to bed. Alas, instead of a reasonable bedtime, there was a round of loud vomiting that emanated from the bathroom. My poor husband unit wasn’t even feeling well enough to crawl in to bed until close to midnight; needless to say, I spent my time continually asking if he was sure there wasn’t anything I could do to help him feel better, rather than writing.

Hopefully he feels better tomorrow. Poor Mike.

Anyway, it’s almost 2 again, and apparently that’s when my brain shuts off and refuses to cooperate any more. But at least I got a little writing done.

Favorite sentence I’ve written today: “And that’s why you got so nasty mad, ’cause I ran off to do somethin’ all manly and dangerous?”


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Clarion Write-a-thon Day 1

Today’s word count: 1985
Cumulative Write-a-thon word count: 1985

Not bad, considering today got off to a very rocky start. I technically didn’t start until just after midnight on the 27th. But it’s still day one as far as my brain is concerned, since I haven’t gone to bed yet. And despite that, I even managed to almost hit my informal daily goal of 2000 words. Woo!

Considering I spent most of my day pretending to be part of a galactic empire bent on ruling the universe in Twilight Imperium (which I won, by the way) I’m surprised I got my head into the story at all. Not that I’m complaining one bit. I actually feel like I was on a roll by the time I finished the little section I set out to write, but I decided to stop since it’s nearly 2 am now and I’m getting a tad punchy.

Which may explain why this is…

Favorite sentence I’ve written today: He shook his head; blood whipped in a red thread from his nose.


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