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Okay, I need 5k for the weekend to be able to go to the beach on Monday. I need 4.5k more to make it. :p
BUT, I got a major scene in that I didn't think I would. So go me! I'm almost ready to actually start picking up scenes from my outline, I think. The next scene might actually be Sylvia and Justin. I'm not sure.
Metrics:
Dark Moon Seasons Wordcount:
Faux NaNo Wordcount:
Weekend Goal Count:
Darling: The iron-framed bed was ancient and massive; probably the reason it alone had remained for furniture in the abandoned room. The mattress that rested upon it was stained, not only with years of mildew and the various bodily fluids secreted by teenagers engaging in illicit sex, but with the life-blood that had once pumped through the veins of the body that now lay dead upon it.
Deaths: One important one.
Mean things: Alex: tore open his belly again. Tony: slammed him against the wall.
Hmm, wasn't a good day for the other side. I didn't write really anything on Nikki today. That's tomorrow. This writing organically for the first draft is...odd. I'm not sure I like it, but I'm not sure I don't.
We'll see how tomorrow goes. I'll be home alone all day - only going out in the morning for paper and Coke with Lime. Then WRITING! I'm even passing up dinner at the parentals for writing.
Now time for bed.
BUT, I got a major scene in that I didn't think I would. So go me! I'm almost ready to actually start picking up scenes from my outline, I think. The next scene might actually be Sylvia and Justin. I'm not sure.
Metrics:
Dark Moon Seasons Wordcount:
| |
4,308 / 100,000 (4.3%) |
Faux NaNo Wordcount:
| |
4,308 / 50,000 (8.6%) |
Weekend Goal Count:
| |
586 / 5,000 (11.7%) |
Darling: The iron-framed bed was ancient and massive; probably the reason it alone had remained for furniture in the abandoned room. The mattress that rested upon it was stained, not only with years of mildew and the various bodily fluids secreted by teenagers engaging in illicit sex, but with the life-blood that had once pumped through the veins of the body that now lay dead upon it.
Deaths: One important one.
Mean things: Alex: tore open his belly again. Tony: slammed him against the wall.
Hmm, wasn't a good day for the other side. I didn't write really anything on Nikki today. That's tomorrow. This writing organically for the first draft is...odd. I'm not sure I like it, but I'm not sure I don't.
We'll see how tomorrow goes. I'll be home alone all day - only going out in the morning for paper and Coke with Lime. Then WRITING! I'm even passing up dinner at the parentals for writing.
Now time for bed.
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