Sunday, October 11, 2009

Daily words

Daily words sit at 685. At this rate I will be finished the book by next easter. lol.

Hubby is watching awful looking Section 9 alien movie. I gave up the ghost when limbs started flying. A girl's gotta draw the line somewhere.

Friday, October 9, 2009

Zip and Zip

Nothing yesterday, nothing to day, but damn it, there will be words tomorrow!

Wednesday, October 7, 2009

Today's effort is...

1009. I seem to be picking up some momentum and learning to write in snatches as the lovely Nicola Marsh suggests!

Tuesday, October 6, 2009

0 words

0 is for Oops.
Sad sad word day.
Baby was so excited to learn how to roll over that she refused to go down for her naps. It was all 'la la la' from the cot and trying to roll over in there too.

Monday, October 5, 2009

898 words

That's a leeetle better, and at least I'm on to another scene. The scene in which our heroine confronts her dastardly stepmother.

Last line written:

Daphne stared at the five sausage fingers bedecked in emerald and sapphire rings, one of which looked horribly familiar. Mama's engagement ring. She forgot her manners.

What Daphne says next is a decision for tomorrow.

Sunday, October 4, 2009

450 words

Barely two pages. Ah well!
At least I had a lovely day. Full of baby smiles and cute toes, a walk to the park, trip to the supermarket and roast for dinner.

Saturday, October 3, 2009

503 words

Really is was more like 1,500, but a series of 'crap, that's no good' DELETE episodes, has bought it down to 500.
I'm still on the same scene too. They're at the Bow Street Magistrates Court and I keep getting sucked into trying to research and write at the same time. I adore researching, but it doesn't make for words on the page. So in the end, I've had to do the dodgy old 'insert something historically accurate' as a placeholder so I can get them thar words done.

In other news: Went to Porgie & Mr Jones for breakfast this morning with the lovely Matilda & Peter. Phoebe told me in no uncertain terms that Aunty Matilda plans to dress her up as a pumpkin for halloween. THAT I'd like to see!

In other other news: The urban myth that where there's one huntsman there's always two has so far proven inaccurate.

Friday, October 2, 2009

Keeping the girl honest

Here's the deal.
I come here every day for a month.
I post how many words I did to finish my lovely book - even if it's a big whopping zero.
This keeps me motivated because, lord, how embarrassing it would be to write ZERO for the thirty-one days of October.

In retrospect:
Yesterday = 1621 words. Precisely.

Today = 1126

In other news - I closed the curtains at around 8 and a whopping big, and I mean BIG, huntsman stared down at me from the top of the curtain. The size of a cheeseburger, I kid you not. Okay, maybe that's a slight exaggeration, it was more like the diameter of a coffee cup, but still. HUGE.
I only tell you this because me and the spider stood there looking at each other - me with my hands quivering and a can of flyspray in my hand, it with its fangs raised and long hairy legs ready to pounce. Then all of a sudden I realised that we were doing the exact same thing - waiting for a monster to make its move. Poor dear thing. So I went and got a vase and plopped him in it (I'm leaving out the part where I made squealing noises) and took him outside to a tree three houses down.
Then I laughed at myself. THREE HOUSES DOWN? Overreaction MUCH?