Today I wrapped up copyedits on Bloodshot and dove back into Hellbent, all the while feeling a peculiar sense of delight – nay, joy – because I only have to write two books by the end of this year. Hey, last half of last year, it was four projects I was juggling at once. This is practically a vacation.
So here are recent stats on my second urban fantasy adventure — this time with my neurotic undead thief, her shady agent, a cigar box full of magical penis bones, a mentally ill former NASA engineer-turned-sorceress, and the continued fabulosity of a Cuban drag queen:
Deadline: August 9, 2010
New words written: 3434 (Not all today, though. Some yesterday)
Present total word count: 15,079 words
Things accomplished in fiction: Received first major inkling that the “easy gig” is not going to be so much “easy gig” as “giant mess.” But hey, there’s a kitten. Don’t worry. No ill will befall the kitten.
Things accomplished in real life: Day-job work (woo boy howdy, do I feel behind on that); hundreds of pages of copyedits on Bloodshot, which goes back into the mail tomorrow (had to ask for an extension on this, as the original deadline fell in the middle of last week, HA HA HA); went out on my lunchtime excursion, though I skipped the running part.
Other: I got out of the running habit when I broke the toe, and the truth is, I’m not very good at it anyway. I have crazy flat feet, and I get godawful cramps, so screw it. I’m still doing the same routine, up and down hills, for the same distance … I’m just walking it now (at a pretty good pace). It takes about 35 minutes instead of the 18-20 it did while running, but I’m in a lot less pain and I’m still getting some exercise, so it will suffice.
Total Official Word Count of 2010: 38,796 words