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The first sentence I wrote today…

Edward Willett — Fri, 24 Jul 2009 00:14:23 +0000

…was, once again, for Blue Fire :

In the stunned silence that followed, Amlinn stood stock-still for a long moment, then suddenly ran after her grandfather.

Words today: 1,514

Total thus far: 38,313

That was first thing this morning; in the afternoon, I did good work on Magebane, but it was, once again, of the rethinking variety. I went back into the outline and figured out some more things that have been causing me fits. Now I really think the plot is sound, instead of scatterbrained, which is how I’ve felt it be as I’ve tried to write. That’s the good thing. Bad thing: I think I’m going to have to go back to the beginning yet again and rewrite from there to make it all come together. So, no new word count today, and the word count thus far is essentially meaningless.

Sigh.

Hey, but I’ve still got 2 1/2 months to deadline…

Best thing about today: they put in much more comfy chairs outside on the deck at the Wascana Country Club, which meant I could sit outside in the shad with my netbook and write and enjoy the great outdoors at the same time. A very nice writerly thing to do. Sometimes I really like my “job.”

The first sentences I rewrote today…and another photo!

Edward Willett — Sat, 11 Jul 2009 05:32:18 +0000

I finished rewriting the bit of Blue Fire that needed it and will be pressing on to greener writing pastures. In fact, I made a start, so today from Blue Fire I have both a first sentence I rewrote and I first sentence I wrote. Will the excitement never end?

First, the first sentence I rewrote:

“The Nightdwellers?” Petra frowned. “They’re not exactly a new–”

Then, the first new new sentence in a while:

Petra stared at the table.

See, I told you it was exciting.

Meanwhile, it’s still all rewriting all the time over at Magebane, though I got through about a 4,500-word chunk of it today and am picking up speed as I work out a few things about my world that weren’t clear enough in my own mind–or in the text–before now.

Here was the first rewritten sentence of Magebane today:

Her tutor spoke to her only about her schooling, but she wasn’t entirely uninformed about events in the rest of the kingdom.

Still working primarily at the Wascana Country Club where, after a miserably cold, gray morning, the sun came out about the time I was working on Magebane…and I took another photo with my Blackberry Storm to show the view to my left as I worked. It turned into a fairly nice day. Still awfully cool for July, though…

The first sentences I rewrote today…now with bonus photo!

Edward Willett — Fri, 10 Jul 2009 05:59:23 +0000

…will appear momentarily, but first, a picture. This is where I worked on Magebane this afternoon–if you look close, you can see some of it on the computer screen. It’s the Spike Lounge at the Wascana Country Club. Not as odd a choice as you might think: it’s usually quieter than a coffee shop, the scenery is nicer, and they serve a wider selection of food and, um, beverages than a coffee shop. I’ve quite enjoyed working out there these past few days.

I was still rewriting today, but I should be moving on to new Blue Fire material either tomorrow or Monday at the latest. Today’s first rewritten Blue Fire sentence was:

Unlike the large wagon she shared–used to share, she thought coldly–with her Grandfather, this was just a smallish stores wagon, bags of rice and beans and wheat and other staples stacked around the outside walls, leaving only a small open space in the middle.

And today’s first rewritten Magebane sentence (Magebane is a bit further away from the resumption of fresh-material-writing, I fear):

Once on the main floor, she continued along the plain corridors that ran behind the walls of the lavish rooms that visitors to the manor saw.