- Chapter 11: 1948 words (finished at 2523 words)
- Chapter 12: 1808 words
- Jade poem: 139 words
What am I working on?
Going to continue with that writing-a-novel-for-fun thing. So far, I'm at the point where I'm pretty sure what the end's going to be and how many more chapters it will last. I'm thinking at around chapter 20 or 21 is going to be the ending, then I can work on the last in the trilogy. After that, I'm freeeeeeee. At least until I decide to punish myself with my next epic-length story that will take me a few years to complete. Gosh, why do I do this to myself?
(Because it's fun, Jodee. You know this.)
While I'm not working on that, I'm planning out some of the scenes and details of said epic-length-novel-because-I-hate-myself plot, but I'm going to be a bit more serious about it. While the one I'm working on now isn't complete garbage, it's still fitting of being tossed into a landfill. It's Deus ex machina galore, questionable character motivations, and fever-dream inspired subplots. At this point, I'm having fun with it, but the next project I'm actually going to try this time. It's largely in the planning stages right now, and I'm trying to get a feel for whether to write it in third- or first-person. I'm leaning towards third-person.
That project should keep me relatively preoccupied for the next three years. Or less, depending on how well I do the planning beforehand.
I'm also taking part of Camp NaNoWriMo this July, joining in on a cabin with Sarah Covault like last time. Just saying if anyone's reading this and wants to join in, there's still spots available!
My project is pretty much the combined word count of all the other things I'm working on this month. Since my attention is spread pretty thinly between projects, I thought it would be prudent to not have a dedicated NaNoWriMo project this month.
In regards to the poem I wrote a bit earlier in the week, well... I just remember taking a shower and then a few of the lines came to me. And because of how my brain works, they kept repeating themselves and in order for me to be free of them was to write it down.
Also, my depression decided to kick me around really hard since last week. (Being sick and bedridden didn't help matters.) I just felt in the mood for darker poetry for once.
How do I feel about the process?
Meh. Though that's pretty much how I feel about everything lately.
Wake up? Meh. Eat? Meh. Shower? Meh. Take medicine so my sickness would go away faster? Meh. Go outside? Meh. Lay down on a comfortable mattress? Meh. (Seriously, I had a weird moment where I just went into my dark closet and curled into a ball on the hardwood floor. I wasn't sad or anything, I just felt like it was the thing to do, for some reason.)
Thankfully, the meh-ness didn't get me really bad, since I was able to type out a few things before it got worse and started thinking, "Please, someone just kill me right now, I swear."
Though I think a bit of that sentiment kinda leaked into my "Jade" poem. Whoops.
What am I reading?
Still have a lot of reading to do, but haven't made any progress in any of them because reading just got frustrating to me. And so, same list as last week, though my group finished reading The Magician's Nephew and started reading The Lion, the Witch, and the Wardrobe.
What else am I doing?
I edited another thing just for my group's enjoyment (since they think I'm really good at playing and that I can never die. Hahaha, joke's on them.) Still really rusty from my high-school video-production days, and I'm seriously missing using Final Cut Pro, but iMovie at least had some ability to cut things together.
I'm also going to be meeting Sarah, Shaundee, and Taunya to do some coloring and coffee (or tea/ice-drink thing in my case) on Friday as well as have a get-together potluck with my friends from high school now that they've all graduated from universities.
...and I myself haven't done so yet. What am I doing with my life?