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Oct. 25th, 2014

the white moon


Day 24 Sound Off!

“I have only made this letter longer because I have not had the time to make it shorter.” ― Blaise Pascal

For those of us who are editing ;)

Sound off!

Oct. 23rd, 2014


Day 23. Sound off!

I managed 1,435, but it's taken it's toll.  Brain doesn't even feel fit to be zombie food.

I may have a tite though.  The file name is "The Wise Woman and the Gobin", but now I'm thinking "The Jackdaw's Choice" - what do you think?  (Of course, it means three less words.)

     There was a fluttering sound, a white bird circling in the vaunting dome high above. It passed through the slanting light from the stained window, sometimes a shadow and then flashing brilliantly as it searched for a way out. Round and round it went, unnoticed by anyone else.

Oct. 22nd, 2014


Day 22. Sound off!

Or Have you done your 15 yarns?

I've just blogged and mentioned Novel-in-90. See or even

I've managed exactly 30 y. (That does seem like a complete fix, but it's spot on to the word - wow?!)


     “Maud, you are to persuade Black and Smithie to return,” said Goodwife Mylenweard. “Use witchery if you must.”
     They all stood, gathering their embroidery and knitting, smiling to each other. All these familiar faces doing what they always had, but transplanted from the Mylenweard’s large kitchen to this pokey place.

Oct. 21st, 2014


Day 21. Sound off!

Just done my morning's thousand.  I am so close to the 100k mark.

     “What do we do?” Maud asked. One of those things, trapped in a room had killed, another trapped in that shrine had killed, but here, it was open ground and they were few, weak and tired.
     “We run!”

Oct. 20th, 2014


Day 20. Sound Off!

Appallingly slow and the mouse is paying up.  Keeps highlighting text incorrectly and my keyboard is missing characers.  Still managed 1,006 words on the work-in-progress and joined two bits up.

     “What do I call you?”
     “My name is written here,” it said, pointing at its forehead, “in the one place I cannot see.”

Oct. 17th, 2014

trailor pic


Day 17. Sound Off!

1 word.

I guess my editing and rewriting didn't net much change.

No snippet today--too late. Early morning meeting tomorrow. Gotta hit the sheets or I am going to zzzz, right here.


Oct. 16th, 2014


Day 16 Sound Off!

I feel like I'm going glacially at the moment. I managed my morning's 1,000, but 8, but oh, it feels slow. This filling in gaps lark is tedious. On the up side, when I got to the bit where they have to explain a board game, I think I've a got a workable game. None of this, Chasers might as well ignore the Quaffle and go down the pub malarkey.  Anyone ese inveted a game within a novel o similiar?

     “These are eggs,” Maud explained to the doubtful looking hob, “and this is the cuckoo’s egg.”
     “Different colour.”
     “And size, yes. Now I choose a nest, you choose another, then I place the cuckoo’s egg. The others stones go evenly in each nest.”
     “Not very realistic.”

Oct. 15th, 2014


Day 15 Sound Off!

Just done my morning's thousand by about ten words, but I've seriously slowed down.  I'm having to switch from writing new material to sticking various pieces together.  Always harder.

     “You know of medicines to heal,” the hob asked, “but do you know medicines that kill?”
     Maud thought of the baneful sisterhood, it flared cap so innocent: “There are certain mushrooms and toadstools... why?”

Oct. 14th, 2014


Day 14 Sound Off!

Just completed my morning's thousand and nearly another five hundred.  I've put two sections a certain way around, but I'm thinking of reversing that.  The bit in the underground cavern is a better ending of the novel.  I do fear I may hit my usual issue of 'A goes before B, which goes before C, but C would be better before A'.

How many people keep a daily journal?  It happens to be the 37th birthday of mine today.


Knotmaster Scullus raged, dancing like a thwarted pixie in a fairy story with his webbed feet pattering madly on the stone floor.

Oct. 13th, 2014


Day 13 Sound Off!

After moaning that I didn't feel like writing, I've just writen exactly 2,000 words.  (The wordcount then updated, so I went and deliberately deleted 10 words of notes, just to keep the nice round number.)  Here's a snippet of the last sentence of this morning's batch.


     In the next chamber, where the water was still clean and awaited being defiled, the hob stood facing a clutch of goblins.

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