Mary's DIY Publishing Blog
This has been a bad week for writing, and it will continue to be for a little bit--it's definitely autumn here now, and there's some stuff that needs to be done around the house before the rains start. (I do have a painter lined up for the old house--for October. You can't beat Mother Nature.) Plus there's some other things that I have been kind of neglecting in favor of writing, and they're demanding my attention now.
I did an overall word count of the fantasy novel, and it's 23,000 words. I'm probably two-thirds or maybe three-quarters of the way through it, so I think it will come out at a reasonable length for a YA book.
Yesterday was busy, and the cats have been waking me up bright and early just to prove that they can, but I managed to crank out 1,030 words today.
More exciting for me, I think I've figured out how the third act of this sucker is going to go, so that's happy--I felt like I went into this with a good idea about the beginning and middle, as well as how it was going to end, but getting from the middle to the ending was kind of a question mark. But as so often happens in the writing process (at least for me), stuff has suggested itself, and a lot of things that started out as just kind of being in there have wounded up threading together and becoming really important to the plot. That's always a good thing, and a reminder to me to have faith in the process--I don't always know how things are going to go, but sometimes the best thing to do is to stop planning and start writing.
And I wanted to set part of the book in a volcanic wasteland, but I've never really been to one, so I was poking around and found Dankalia/Danakil. Wow.