Trolls Sing the Blues

[cathschaffstump]

This morning, before the workshop, I thought I would put in some time on the troll story. It was hard going. The clouds are covering the sky in full force, and I believe now that it affects my whole upbeat/downbeat mojo. We had a morning of mishaps on the way to the gym: a train that took 10 minutes, a delivery van that cruised up our main road at 45 mph, and finally Bryon getting an eyelash in his eye, to the extent that we pulled over, and I drove him the rest of the way to the gym so he could wash it out.

Life in Iowa. One big adventure.

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First of all, the troll count. I've halved my initial word count in the meter, because right now I'm concentrating on part one. I may have less words than this. Based on current projections, it could be 35K-40K, but we'll give ourselves the extra room. I'll get this first part in good shape, and start on the college section. I'd guess that I'm about 2/3 done with the first draft of the first part, and then I'll go through and really dig in.

Today I finished the Nick scenes. They are really rough, but we have that arc pretty well mapped out now.

Starting tomorrow, I write the Widow scenes. Lots of the threat of eating children in the Widow scenes, and we get to know Sigurda and Manuel better.

29750 / 45000 words. 66% done!

I hope you're all doing well today. It's ironic after how up I was about writing last week, but today, I'm kind of tired. I'll keep at it, writing and sending. Every once in a while, though, we all get tired of no and maybe. Writing. Not for wusses.

*shakes head to clear it* That's all the wallowing you get, woman! Get to work!

Catherine

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