That’s been my week: words coming so quickly I can barely keep up and then the slowdown. Then, it picks up again.
I think it’s because I’m heading into the last third of the story. Sometimes I can’t wait to reach the finish line, and other times I want to draw it out, spend more time with the characters.
At some point–some point soon–I will reach the end.
We’re finally getting some rain today, and we really need the rain around here. It’s been weeks. I can already tell the plants and trees are much happier.
And I have some words going on as well. I zipped past 10,000 words this week, zip being one of those relative terms. But I’m making progress, and like the trees and plants, I’m happy.
We lost internet last week for a few days. Thankfully, we had power since the temperatures hit the upper 90s. I thought I was going to melt right into the asphalt.
But, no internet, except for a hotspot, and I needed to save all my data for work.
We’re back online now (I mean, obviously), although I have to say, I didn’t miss it all that much. I spend most of my evenings reading. And over the last two weekends, I got in a lot of writing.
I’m inching toward 10,000 words in episode three, which I’ve decided to call The Necromancer’s Nephew. It’s both fun and complicated because I’m pulling in threads from all three seasons. I’m hoping to tie up everything in a nice bow at the end of this.
It’s starting to feel real. Not real enough to put up a pre-order, mind you. But real, nevertheless.
And that’s nice.