So…July has struck again. I don’t know why, but I’ve never been able to write much during July, or throughout the entire summer, really.
Arrows is currently at 4,549 words, including the title page I made because why not? However, I did manage to write out a summary-outline for it, and I’m going to try and tackle it again during August.
Now, while I didn’t finish my project, I did end up with:
- A plan. A very crazy plan. I’m going to attempt to write all the Matthews Family books in 5 months. Translation: hELP.
- I wrote the first three parts of a Snow Queen sequel/retelling I’ve had knocking around my head for a while. It’ll only be a for-fun story…at least for now. It’s currently titled Gunnar & Mette, and who knows, I may eventually post it as a serial here. (Even though I’ve never been able to succeed with serial stories here…)
- Writer vs. Spellchecker and its sequel.
- A flash fic concerning the characters from my last-minute Camp April project, which I may end up posting as a flash fic here sometime…once it’s polished a little more. But on the other hand, I kind of like the roughness, because it sort of suits the Old West setting. But it still needs a proper ending, so there’s that.
Margaret leaned against the door, ignoring the rest of what her mother said. She had the feeling it wasn’t a stomachache, but at the same time, she hoped it was.
“We don’t talk about pineapple on pizza.” Richard said.
From Harry & Celia alternative
She blew a strand of red hair out of her face, then readjusted her aim on the group’s leader, who had his pistol set on Harry for an unknown reason.
“Let it go, Celia.”
From Gunnar & Mette
“I’ll get to that part. Now, as the guests were making their way to the gates, which were a little rusty from sparse usage…”
She hadn’t realized she was hurrying along at a jog until she took a wrong step and fell against a reddish-brown horse that sidestepped in response.
Last, but not least…after collecting the word counts of past NaNo projects, I have finally deleted my NaNoWriMo account, and I have no regrets.
Goodbye, NaNoWriMo. It’s time for something new.
How did your writing go during July?