Tuesday, November 29, 2011

NaNo 2011 Days 28-29



50015 / 50000
(100.03%)

Winner! Cue "We Are the Champions." ;)

I passed the 50k mark just after midnight, so now I will very quietly do my victory dance.

funny dog pictures - Scruffy get back here   No! I Must Dance!
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I also finished the first draft when I crossed the finish line. No, I'm not giving you the last line, though if you've read Blood, Smoke and Mirrors you probably have an idea that Michael and Emily end up together. For a very looooong time.

Conveniently, the first round of edits for last year's NaNo, Bewitched, Blooded and Bewildered arrived in my inbox today. So I'll have something to keep me busy for a bit. ;)

And now, I bring you the final favorite Emily Quote of the Day:

We stepped into a room filled with tall, broad cabinets. Dr. Bennett crossed to one and unlocked it, revealing a variety of weapons within.

“May I have a pistol?” I asked, and received a chorus of “no”s in reply. “Why not?”

“Because you have no training with firearms, or weapons of any sort,” Simon replied.

Michael chose a more diplomatic answer. “You are just as likely to hurt yourself, or one of us, without proper training.”

“Then may I receive proper training after we rescue [spoiler!]?” I asked.

“Yes,” Michael replied, much to my shock. I had been expecting another automatic no.

Sunday, November 27, 2011

NaNo 2011 Days 22-27



44323 / 50000
(88.65%)

You guys, I can't tell you how amazing it is that I've managed to make this word count. A drama bomb went off in my personal life, something enormously painful that I'm struggling to deal with. (Those of you who know me IRL are aware of this, and I'm grateful for all your support.) I didn't write for several days, but in addition to the help of my friends and family, my writing has been a lifesaver, and it's keeping me sane in this epically sucktastic time.

I'm hoping to cross the finish line today or tomorrow. Emily's story has continued to be awesome in many ways, and there are so many quotes I'd like to share with you. So here is my favorite Emily Quote of the Day:

Can you tell us what you most often use your abilities for?”

My cheeks heated with a blush, and I cleared my throat. “I use my abilities every day. I’m not certain what you are asking.”

“You mentioned aiding in solving a murder years ago. Have there been no other crimes that you could have assisted in solving since then?”

“I am sure other murders happened in England, but I was not present for them,” I replied.

Monday, November 21, 2011

NaNo 2011 Days 14-21



32692 / 50000
(65.38%)

So...yeah. I'm behind. But not far behind, and I'm filled with determination to not give up. I may not win this year, but hey, that word count ain't shabby. And as any sports fan knows, it's not over til it's over, so I plan to keep chugging along.

And now, my favorite Emily Excerpt for the Day (it's too long for a quote, but it's adorable):
Aside from the mandatory extra helpings of guilt, I did feel better after eating, and I was even brave enough to venture into the library. Though not quite brave enough to do so on my own, but Robert solved that problem for me by gluing himself to my skirts and then screaming bloody murder when I tried to remove him. One day we would cure his over-attachment to me. Today was not that day. I picked him up, noting that my healing arm did feel much stronger now, and marched into battle.

The library was silent when I entered, but my seer’s senses picked up on the tension in the air as though it had a pungent odor. Simon and Michael were working at opposite sides of the room, but when he spotted me Simon crossed to my side, looming over me like a spindly gargoyle.

“Why is the baby here?” he asked.

With a sigh I handed Robert to Simon, sure that my son would instantly burst into wails and prove my point more solidly than any other explanation would. Much to my shock, Robert stared up at Simon with placid interest, and then slowly reached for a lock of the chronicler’s hair, as though fascinated by the color.

“That’s amazing,” I whispered, afraid that my voice would break whatever spell Simon had cast over him.

“What is?” Simon asked.

“He isn’t screaming. He always screams when someone else holds him. How are you doing that?”

“I am not doing anything.” Simon rescued his hair before Robert was able to discover if red hair had a flavor, and I smirked as the baby squealed in protest.

Sunday, November 13, 2011

NaNo 2011 Days 8-13

So every November during NaNoWriMo I without fail experience a mandatory NaNo plague. This slowed down my word count, but I'm feeling better now and I'm still on track.



21679 / 50000
(43.36%)


I also had a much more entertaining distraction in that I have officially signed a contract with Mr. Sam Hain for my last year's NaNo, Bewitched, Blooded and Bewildered. It will be out in spring. :) Soon I will have edits, and I'm very excited.

But for now, I bring you my favorite Emily Quote of the Day:

“Where did you hear of this?” Simon asked.

For a moment I considered lying, or at least misleading, but then I decided the truth would be worth watching his reaction to it. “I spoke with Lady Brigid, of the necromancer council.”

Priceless. I’d never seen Simon so instantly animated.

Monday, November 7, 2011

NaNo 2011 Day 7

I started feeling off last night, which developed into an icky sore throat cold. I've had a lot of hot tea today (which I hate, by the way), and countless cough drops, and I'm hoping the worst is over.

But there is good news: The new, shiny contract for Bewitched, Blooded and Bewildered, a sequel to Blood, Smoke and Mirrors, has been signed, sealed, and delivered. So the further adventures of Catherine Duquesne will be available in ebook in 2012, and in print in 2013. Unless the zombie apocalypse happens in 2012, but then we'll have a completely different set of problems...

Anyway, I managed to write a very small amount today thanks to the plague. Luckily I was ahead from yesterday, so my word count stands at:



12299 / 50000
(24.6%)

And now, my favorite Emily Quote of the Day (and bonus English major points to anyone who gets the reference):

No, I would soldier on like a proper English wife, and do whatever my husband asked of me, while I slowly withered away like a dying flower, and Michael persisted as he was, forever frozen in time. I pondered composing a poem about my dilemma; an elegy for my soul mate, who is undead.

Sunday, November 6, 2011

NaNo 2011 Day 6

funny dog pictures - Of course that character   isn't based on you you aren't interesting enough.
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I'm not gonna lie, I have based characters on people I know. Like Mac, who is based on my awesome friend Scott.

I'm pausing to post my current word count while watching "Once Upon a Time." This show is pretty awesome, I'm really enjoying it. Of course after this I'll be watching "The Walking Dead," ensuring a fresh round of zombie nightmares for this week. Clearly I am a glutton for insomnia.



10448 / 50000
(20.9%)


Right on track. Hopefully I'll be a little ahead after I scare myself senseless watching zombies. (Seriously people, this show is bad for my health, but it's so damn good I can't help myself.)

And now for the Emily Quote of the Day (I was so mean to her today, you have no idea):
The majority of my problems with Simon revolved around his plans for Michael, and not with his preferred source of food. Blood might be essential to his existence, but said existence revolved around study, not feeding.

As such, I was not at all prepared for the experience of a necromancer gathering.

Saturday, November 5, 2011

NaNo 2011 Days 3-5

First, some inspiration! Or at least entertainment. Or a song that'll get stuck in your head...
Mmm, David Tennant...what was I saying? Oh. Right. NaNoWriMo.

So I was ahead, then I was behind thanks to the Saints Row: The Third release party last night. My husband, better known as the hippy, is a writer for the game (along with our buddy Steve, the head writer, who is one of my favorite people and was a groomsman at our wedding). So thus I got to attend the release party, which was awesome and a lot of fun, but kept me from writing yesterday.

After attending the write-in earlier today, my word count now stands at:



8730 / 50000
(17.46%)


Not bad. I'm just about right on track, and I'm going to write a bit more yet tonight. Which brings me to my favorite Emily Quote of the Day:

Jo sighed, wringing her hands. “What would your husband say?”
“Well if he was here, we could ask him. Note that he is not, and at the moment I do not care what he would say. If he was truly concerned about our welfare, he wouldn’t have become a chronicler.”
“You’re being unfair, Emily. It is a great honor to serve the Order as—”
“Spare me another lecture on how it is more important to be a chronicler than it is to be a husband and a father. I have heard it enough,” I exclaimed. The shrill note in my voice sent the baby into a chorus of shrieks, and I winced. Apparently he had heard it enough as well.

Wednesday, November 2, 2011

NaNo 2011 Day 2

Pausing for a NaNoWriMo update. Today I started Chapter 2. With a dream sequence! Rather like Chapter 2 of The Importance of Being Emily. But Emily wouldn't be Emily without a dramatic dream or three.



5187 / 50000
(10.37%)

Which brings us to my favorite Emily Quote of the Day:

Folding my hands in my lap, I squared my shoulders and related the details of the dream. Miss Dubois listened with rapt attention, reminding me a bit of my little ones listening to a story. Young librarians take story time quite seriously.

Tuesday, November 1, 2011

NaNo 2011 Day 1

I'm still writing, trying to finish Chapter 1, but I wanted to pause for a first day NaNo recap. I started writing at midnight, because I'm usually up at midnight anyway so it made sense. It's put me pretty far ahead. :)



3625 / 50000
(7.25%)

So not bad. Allow me to share my favorite Emily quote of the day:
We stepped into a small circle of light being cast by two men holding lanterns, likely also necromancers by the severity of their frowns, and as we approached a woman in a light pink gown I became sharply aware of two things. First, that poor Dr. Bennett was madly in love with Miss Justine Dubois, and second, that she was completely oblivious to how he felt.

Well. I would just have to do something about that, wouldn’t I?