The last check in! I came to the Marathon a bit late because I had exhausted myself for CampNano and couldn’t bring myself to do another deadline/goal writing month. But I eventually got talked into it and have really enjoyed it. I just got my 15k word count which I am pretty happy with and I have met loads of other great writers that I hope to continue to read more from after the Marathon.
Anyway, onto the fourth and final check-in!
Last Word Count:
Current Word Count:
15557 (my goal was 15.5 so yay! and it’s now just over 62k all together)
WIP Issues this week:
I just write the longest chapters known to man. My last chapter pulled a bit of a Return of the King where I couldn’t figure out which part to end it on, so I just threw them all in there. But I will sort it out in edits, I promise! I’m also still stumbling across all sorts of plot threads that I am failing to pick up. Why did I have to make everything so complicated!?
What I learnt this week in writing:
Everyone goes at their own pace. Reading all your check-ins is great and I really enjoy it but I see people getting about 20k in a week and I die a little inside. But I’ve realised that I just don’t function that way. I work slowly and inconsistently but so long as I am getting the words, that’s the main thing.
What distracted me this week while writing:
Oh boy. Well, the main thing, without going into too much detail and boring everyone is that I discovered that the drug I’ve been on for 10 years should only be prescribed for an absolute maximum of 2 and can cause all sorts of issues if taken for longer than that. No-one chose to share this with me so that caused a bit of a panic. I came off it a few weeks ago because I didn’t want to be on it indefinitely and have read that it’s a nightmare adjusting once you stop taking them. Fun! So I’ve been very distracted by that, stressing about stuff that hasn’t even happened yet. Bleugh. And also audits at work and the guy I get on with best being made redundant wasn’t much fun either.
My plan for after the writing marathon:
More writing. I work better when I have goals and deadlines and people prodding me but, now that I have my sticker system, I’m hoping that will at least keep me on track. I have stupidly agreed to have a first draft finished by December 14th so am aiming at between 500-1k a day. I really need to get into the habit of writing every day.
Last 200 words:
(Some context…everyone is fleeing from a castle on horses. Everyone has made it across the drawbridge over the moat except my MC Emily and Killian who are stuck on the other side due to reasons. Oh, and Susan is a horse. Just because.)
I moved Susan forward so we stood just a few inches away from the edge of the drawbridge. I looked across the moat to see Paige and Phineas beckoning us across, Ezra and Marlaya nowhere in sight, probably scouting ahead while Lucian paced back and forth, worrying the reins in his hands.
Then I looked down.
In an instant, I felt like I was looking down from a great height, almost as if I were floating. The water spanned for miles, a vast ocean as far as the eye could see. Directly below me, the waves crashed into the rocks; what looked like debris being washed up against them before being sucked back into the foam. I wondered how deep it was. Whether I would drown if I were to fall. Or maybe I’d hit the rocks, not even making it to the water. And then I felt sad. Sadder than I had ever felt, like someone had just ripped my heart of my chest and thrown it to those unforgiving waves where it was pummelled into submission.
I wanted to cling to the mountainside. To throw myself off. To cry, to hurt, to grieve. To punish.