Day Five

3:27 PM - 7,177. Ouch. Yesterday was something of a disaster, word wise. Gotta get back on track.

3:57 PM - 7,469. On it, again. Took a while to get the engine running, but now it’s full steam ahead. Shooting for 10,000 by the end of the day. I’ve broken the novel down into three parts and am hoping to get the first and third segments clocked in at 10,000-15,000 each, with the second segments eating up the rest. It’ll be interesting to see if that works out like I’m planning.

4:13 PM - 7,745. Feeling like the prose is too wordy, too drawn-out, which I’m guessing is a subconscious reaction to the 50,000 word requirement. Instead of aiming for brevity, like I would prefer, I’m just watering the whole thing down with unnecessary verbiage. Also, the music’s up as loud as it’ll go (Baroness, again.) and the warning twitches of the oncoming caffeine madness are twitching throughout my extremities.

4:54 PM - 8,290. Chapter six’s done. Didn’t end where I thought it would, but that’s okay; it’s still the longest chapter yet. Flaming Lips now, as the sun sets on the other side of the living room window here at Yellowhouse.

5:17 PM - 8,341. Took a break there, from the actual writing, to plan out chapter seven. At the quota for tomorrow. Must keep going. If I could somehow get two full days ahead of schedule; that’d be something. Noticed an unusual increase in semicolon usage. This bodes ill.

6:06 PM - 8,999. Star Trek reference: check.

6:28 PM - 9,147. Disbeliefe? What? Brief moment of horror a minute ago when Nic’s sister unexpectedly (and quite stealthily) stops by to pick up the kitchen sink. Nothing like hearing the echo, from down the empty hall, of a jiggling door handle.