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ROW80 Check-ins and stuff
Jan. 18th, 2011 11:13 amMy goals.
So, I'm behind on my editing as usual. I'm now on the very last scene of Chapter Three, which (a) is six pages long and (b) has spawned itself a couple of new sections, most notably that thing I spent all writing phase trying to avoid where one character telepathically observes another character having PTSD symptoms and it's like, WHAT, THERE IS NO VOCABULARY FOR THIS IN ANY HUMAN LANGUAGE, FUCK OFF.
I loathe Chapter Three.
Fortunately, I'm still on schedule, because I got all eager and did half of Week 3's task (plotting Regan and Meredith) during Week 1. I have a decent outline for the first two books and a vague one for the second two, and more importantly, I have a mostly-complete list of the characters I need to introduce in Book 1. The only problem now is arguments over tech level (Regan wants computers, Meredith wants swords; I'll leave them to duke it out) and laying out the world, which I can to some extent do as I go along.
I kinda-sorta have a series title now: Wild Angels, though I'm not too happy with it. It's a bit... romantic? In the Byronic sense, I mean.
For some reason, my brain has recently decided to start flipping out over the idea of a book being 'only' 80-100,000 words long. Taking the upper limit because it's fantasy: 400,000 words is more than enough to write this story in, but nooo, 100,000/~5000 is ONLY TWENTY CHAPTERS A BOOK and that's clearly the end of the world.
Oddest starting line jitters I've ever had.
ETA: Ding, dong, Chapter Three is dead! It needs (grr) editing, since it's been almost completely written, but heeeyyy. Just one more chapter to go and then I can post this!
So, I'm behind on my editing as usual. I'm now on the very last scene of Chapter Three, which (a) is six pages long and (b) has spawned itself a couple of new sections, most notably that thing I spent all writing phase trying to avoid where one character telepathically observes another character having PTSD symptoms and it's like, WHAT, THERE IS NO VOCABULARY FOR THIS IN ANY HUMAN LANGUAGE, FUCK OFF.
I loathe Chapter Three.
Fortunately, I'm still on schedule, because I got all eager and did half of Week 3's task (plotting Regan and Meredith) during Week 1. I have a decent outline for the first two books and a vague one for the second two, and more importantly, I have a mostly-complete list of the characters I need to introduce in Book 1. The only problem now is arguments over tech level (Regan wants computers, Meredith wants swords; I'll leave them to duke it out) and laying out the world, which I can to some extent do as I go along.
I kinda-sorta have a series title now: Wild Angels, though I'm not too happy with it. It's a bit... romantic? In the Byronic sense, I mean.
For some reason, my brain has recently decided to start flipping out over the idea of a book being 'only' 80-100,000 words long. Taking the upper limit because it's fantasy: 400,000 words is more than enough to write this story in, but nooo, 100,000/~5000 is ONLY TWENTY CHAPTERS A BOOK and that's clearly the end of the world.
Oddest starting line jitters I've ever had.
ETA: Ding, dong, Chapter Three is dead! It needs (grr) editing, since it's been almost completely written, but heeeyyy. Just one more chapter to go and then I can post this!