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Archive for December, 2010

Progress Report, in which I beat the holidays

Right in the teeth of the holiday season, I manage to bang out another 5K on "From Earth I Have Arisen," bringing Magic Meter to here:

Ha!  Take that, holiday season!

Getting there now.  With any luck, I’ll finish by the end of the year.  At which point, I’ll have more to say about this story, especially as it pertains to my 2010 writing goals.  You might find some of it amusing.

Meanwhile, your holiday snippet:

Happy Holidays to All!

From me to you this holiday seaon, probably the only version of this song I can stomach:

Peace and joy to you today and all through the coming year.

Progress Report, in which I clear tree line

Holiday-related schedule disruption is in full swing, but I still managed another 3.5K on "From Earth I Have Arisen."  Don’t believe me?  Just ask Magic Meter:

I would be discouraged about missing my weekly goal, but . . .

Regular readers of these reports will know that I’ve been whining for weeks about not knowing how this was going to end.  In fact, last week, I went so far as to suggest that no ending existed for this draft.

You know what’s coming, right?

Within 24 hours of posting those words, my muse finally clued me in on the ending.  And just like always, it was right there in front of me the whole time.  I mean, seriously, folks–right there in front of me.

How could I have missed it?  Am I really that thick?

It’s possible that I just couldn’t see the ending until I had gotten to certain point in the story, that my view was blocked by all the other uncertainties in my way.  It’s sort of like mountain climbing:  when you’re on the hill itself, you often can’t see the summit until you clear tree line.  Well, I’m above tree line now, and there’s the summit, right in front of me.  A couple of bits I’m still not sure about, like whether my protagonist lives or dies, but you know–details, baby, details.

This thing likely won’t reach 40K.  Somewhere around 35K seems probable.

Stop! Snippet time: