Tomorrow morning, too bright and early to be called “bright,” I’ll be jetting out to Michigan for Penguicon. I won’t be bringing my laptop with me, so I’ll very likely be without internet access (more or less). But here’s my programming list, posted here partly because (a). people have asked about it and (b). I’ll be missing a couple of my previously assigned events due to scheduling conflicts. Here goes:
Friday at 9:00 p.m. — A Murder of Crows
Friday at 10:00 p.m. — The Steampunk Aesthetic
Saturday at 10:00 a.m. — Urban Exploration
Saturday at 11:00 a.m. — World-building in a Bottle
Saturday at 3:00 p.m. — There’s Darkness in my Genre
And now for today’s progress on the west coast steampunk Victoriana book with zombies, air ships, toxic gas clouds, mad scientists, dead folk heroes, secret criminal societies, and Bonus! extended deleted scenes from the Civil War:
Project: The Boneshaker
New Words: 2302 (meh, but I’m stopping early)
Present Total Word Count: 85,703 words
Goal: 100,000 words by July 1
Things Accomplished in Fiction: Backtracked heavily; began writing on Zeke’s POV because I was getting lost in the final conflict without having nailed down everything that’s happened to him prior to his reintroduction to Briar’s narrative.
Other Observations: I know I said I wasn’t going to do it — go back and start writing Zeke’s stuff before I wrapped up Briar’s stuff — but that’s what writing by the seat of your pants is all about. At least, I felt inspired and got started on it; and I kept second-guessing everything that Zeke was doing when I was writing straight through from Briar’s POV. I loosely mapped out his adventures, but “loosely mapping out” and “knowing exactly how it plays out” aren’t the same thing.
Things Accomplished in Real Life: Not much, yet. Did the dishes; dressed self, answered some emails. I’m stopping my writing progress early today because it’s time for me to start prep work for the weekend.
Reason for Stopping: The time has come for me to charge all my electronics, print out airline and hotel paperwork, and decide what I’m going to pack. I’m only bringing my purse (which is admittedly more of a messenger bag, and could be described as “quite large”) and one carry-on, so this is going to be tight. I also need to touch-up ye olde hair dye, gather up meds (including picking up refills), clean out purse and remove things like my thumb-sized Leatherman multi-tool — lest I be branded a terrorist — and other such things. So for now, I’m outta here.
Total Fiction Words Composed in 2008: 154,278