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Yesterday I only wrote a thousand words, cut short by a phone call with my stepmother. Moher's been in remission from breast cancer for a year or so, but apparently that is no longer the case. She has days of testing ahead of her, and apparently a gamma knife procedure early next week. She feels fine, she says. And though the new lesion is in the brain, it hasn't affected her balance or speech, which are already impacted by the stroke she had before my father died.
So there was that, and email to Frank about the situation, and then I went to work. And then last night Emma came over because I hadn't had any new news for her yet and we talked for a couple of hours which is why I didn't go to the occupy-support demonstration at the courthouse.
But today I wrote 2100 words, ending Chapter 6 at 6500 words (too long, I think, for the rhythm of this thing, and I will look into cutting this up differently when I go back later), and starting Chapter 7 (novel total between yesterday and today is about 35K). But between yesterday and today I did accomplish some important story things, including some foreshadowing, some incluing, and even probably a bit of plot. Also: quaint customs of the upper and lower classes. And some necessary bits of alienation.
But I had time to keep writing, and I had the energy for it today, but I just couldn't think of what words came next. I know what event I'm building towards, but I don't know what the transition is. I am pretty sure I'll know by tomorrow, though.
edit: what I hate about Google is that it's so completely removed from its users. I'm having an issue with google docs and there is no way whatever to get any direct help with it, and when I went to the help forum all I saw was a bunch of people saying they had the same problem. (You can't read the files online, you have to download them, which sort of misses the point for me)
So there was that, and email to Frank about the situation, and then I went to work. And then last night Emma came over because I hadn't had any new news for her yet and we talked for a couple of hours which is why I didn't go to the occupy-support demonstration at the courthouse.
But today I wrote 2100 words, ending Chapter 6 at 6500 words (too long, I think, for the rhythm of this thing, and I will look into cutting this up differently when I go back later), and starting Chapter 7 (novel total between yesterday and today is about 35K). But between yesterday and today I did accomplish some important story things, including some foreshadowing, some incluing, and even probably a bit of plot. Also: quaint customs of the upper and lower classes. And some necessary bits of alienation.
But I had time to keep writing, and I had the energy for it today, but I just couldn't think of what words came next. I know what event I'm building towards, but I don't know what the transition is. I am pretty sure I'll know by tomorrow, though.
edit: what I hate about Google is that it's so completely removed from its users. I'm having an issue with google docs and there is no way whatever to get any direct help with it, and when I went to the help forum all I saw was a bunch of people saying they had the same problem. (You can't read the files online, you have to download them, which sort of misses the point for me)
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