The energy levels are low today. It may have something to do with not getting a good night’s sleep; it might have something to do with taking my shot last night and then sort of semi-blissing out for a few hours after that. Whatever it is, it’s really kicking my butt, and coffee doesn’t seem to help with this lethargy at all. Not to mention I’ve got about a million things rolling about my brain this morning . . .
First off, let’s get a bit of interesting news out of the way. I mentioned a while back that I wasn’t going to do Camp NaNo, that I had too many things to do to worry about going to camp and hanging out with other writers. And then . . . I had a friend talk me into doing camp with her. No, really. I didn’t start writing until Day Six, but I set a goal of twenty thousand words, and by the time I struck camp I’d written twenty-two thousand, eight hundred and fifteen words. At the rate I was going I would have cleared twenty-five thousand words with ease–which means you now know how many words I’m writing a month: about twenty-five thousand. And since I’m at around seventy-five thousand words for Act Two, and I began writing in earnest at the start of May, my numbers work out correctly.
I finished Isis’ scene with her being informed of what was happening early in the morning, ending it with her telling one of her minions to go wake up the headmistress and have her come to the Security Center because she needed to speak with her. The next scene started with the headmistress not being all that hip about getting called in–not because she wasn’t used to being on call at all hours, or having to wander into the Great Hall in her night clothes. No, she was a little anxious about getting called into the Security Center, because in eleven years of administering the school, this had never happened. She took it to mean something bad was about to happen–
She’s probably correct.
But my first scene came out to about twelve hundred words, and I’m hoping that, at least at the start of this chapter, that’s the norm. I know some of the chapters are going to get wordy, but of late I’ve averaged about three thousand words a scene, and doing a bunch of one thousand to fifteen hundred word scenes would be nice. It’s a psychological thing: the more scenes you right, the faster you think you’re writing the novel.
Today will be a bit busy–I’m heading out to the movies in a while because I have a thing for raccoons with big guns–but I will get in my writing tonight. I may even finished up the current scene and start the next, which takes us over to the Cernunnos Coven tower, where two kids are noticing something strange going on. What sort of strange?
You’ll just have to wait and find out.