So. I wrote literally nothing this weekend. It was a combination of me having a social life, and, well, me having a social life.
I don't regret it, because it was an amazing weekend. I went to the fair (Scored some free ride tickets after some mystery brown substance dripped from the ride on me), I saw Wreck-It Ralph (Which you must go see right now, seriously. Just stop reading and go to the theatre. I don't care if they are closed. Wait until they open. Camp out. It's worth it.), I tried grits for the first time (Delicious), and spent some time with amazing friends. I just felt happy. It was amazing.
But then again, the word count monster kept creeping back to me, as it is always there.
But tonight, I was able to surpass my goal of 8000 with a grand total of 8199. Like a boss.
Last I updated I was having a major issue finding Niall Wagner's voice. And that dilemma turned into a massive plot crisis that I caused me to almost just throw in the towel and cry myself to sleep. It was a rough go. I may not have written all weekend, but my mind was constantly racing trying to figure out how to fix what I'd started.
Sunday night I called a friend and we talked it out for about twenty minutes and I started to develop a new turning point for the book.
I guess I should give you the premise.
In one sentence, so as to not give too much away, but to also make you semi interested:
Super Hero Ghost Squad.
Alright, not really a sentence, but that's what I'm calling this project right now. It started off as one thing, and now it's developing into a story about a boy with some bad luck, a girl with some bad luck, a psychopath hell bent on keeping people unhappy, and a group of Seattle residents dealing with life and the turmoil it brings.
Oh, and there are ghosts. Lots of ghosts. And crime fighting, naturally.
It's a work in progress. And the progress is now in full swing.
I just wrote almost 6000 words in one sitting, so my fingers are sore and my eyes are growing tired. And I have to open tomorrow morning so that's amazing. but I'm back on track.
I'm hoping by tomorrow night sleep time I will have 12,000 words.
And have some more character development on Niall. Because right now, although I'm falling in love with my plot line, I'm still not falling in love with Niall. It's terribly frustrating.
Must keep writing.