It’s been a full week since I dove into Project Novel – don’t judge, this week has been an outright demon – but I more than made up for it tonight as I sliced, diced and wrote my way through 10 more pages.
I can’t even believe that two and a half hours went by likethat.
I’m working my way through a critical part of the story right now, and my heart is pounding even more than it was when I initially wrote the words I’m fine tuning now.
I love, love, love that, while I physically am sitting here in my comfy leather chair in my comfy office with a Dio CD blasting and the windows wide open to let in some brisk night air, I’m not really here at all. I’m with my characters now … I am my characters now.
Twenty-nine pages, 23,127 words including this:
“A river of blood slowly flowed into the small cavern lake,
its trickling and the crackling of their torches were the only sounds.”