This check-in will be boring. You have been forewarned. I'm back to beating my head against the keyboard. A&F hates me. I'm in the middle of one of the final scenes and I can't stand looking at it. It has shriveled back into the dashboard and stares at me. That's okay. I expected that. When you spend too much time with someone, they will eventually get on your nerves. It will sit there awhile. If I keep tinkering with it, I will drag it into the trash instead of dropbox. I've been asked twice this weekend about its progress. Both questioners were given the same answer. Stagnant, but still existent. I received grumbles of disappointment from both. One was a little more colorful about it than the other. So I won't abandon it. Just need to take a break. Where to Belong was the same way. It's a bittersweet journey.
Shattered Remnants has stepped up. The problem is that I am thinking on Book Two, yet writing Book One. Yep, I'm trying to make it difficult. I've been reading the draft from early last year. I have to say it has done us both some good to take that much time apart. I found some of the writing surprising. Did I write that? Hmm. Other parts I've laughed out loud at my awkward attempts to reach for a certain emotion. I'm still in love with the story. I just have to figure out a better way to let it unravel. The portions that have been posted on the blog are still in rough draft form. I know that is frowned upon, but it's where I am at the moment. It will be polished several times over before I send it out for its grand finale.
12/7 - 371
12/8 - 0 (boo)
12/9 - 653
12/10 - 1061 (finally gave into SR after staring at the screen for two hours)