Ah, the time has come where I endlessly rant about how wonderful my book is coming and talk about my high expectations for the finished project. Prepare yourselves.
First off, I I’m proud to announce that I have whittled my way down from three WIPS to one. Namely, we fly among the stars. What’s going to happen to Chase and The Ronin’s Rise you may ask, well, they’re going to sit in the depths of Scrivener until I decide to rewrite them.
In fact, I already have many ideas for a new and improved version of Chase, but I’m not going to share it at the moment. Mostly because I told myself that I won’t even think about outlining or writing it until we fly among the stars first draft is completed.
And The Ronin’s Rise, oh that terrible book that’s already been reworked once, I’ll probably throw it in the trash or burn it or something. Yes, it was that awful.
Now for the happier news: as of July 31, we fly among the stars is at a total of 36,357 words! Yay, I’m getting there. Not a ton has happened since my last writing update. The novel hasn’t gone through any major changes or anything, it’s still plodding along at a pleasent pace.
Yeah, that’s probably all I have to say about that.
And Camp NaNoWriMo, what a joke that was.
I had decided to edit Chase, but reading through every chapter only made me realize how many plot holes and problems I had. It really wasn’t working for me.
I also pulled an all-nighter with Mya to edit Chase, but I think only two or three chapters were edited in the span of 24 hours. I did get a lot of writing done that night.
And eventually I made the executive decisions to quit camp. It wasn’t working for me and causing a bit too much stress. And a couple days later I decided to let the novel go entirely.
So that is all I have to say about this. Now how about a snippet or something to end the post.
Laughing, I gathered a bunch of snowballs in my arms and ran out from behind the tree. “Ambush!” I yelled, skidding across the lawn. I got Hadley in the shoulder and she collapsed to the ground, pretending she had been shot. “Sweet mercy, take me!” She moaned loudly.
Damien was grinning as he dashed out from his hiding place and hurled snowballs at the girls. They squealed and scampered away. Hadley scrambled to her feet and started running when she saw Damien advancing at her with an large handful of snow.
Laughing, I jogged over to my partner. “Good job,” I said, high-fiving him.
And that brings this blog post to a close. Let me know how your camp project went, I’d love to know.
Have a lovely day everyone!