Nov. 29th, 2003

strange_aeons: (do not feed the cephalopod)
As anticipated, I wrote something on the order of 526 words on Thursday, which put me comfortably over the forty-nine mark but wasn't really up to par. Then I sat down yesterday expecting to wildly overcompensate, because I'd finally gotten to a scene I'd been waiting to write practically since I first conceived the book — sometime in January of '02, I believe — and just as I'm beginning to hit my stride, the power goes out.

I hate living in the sticks. I have a running joke with [livejournal.com profile] caltan about how we haven't invented fire here and our progress is set back every time it rains, but it wasn't even raining this time; it was just windy, and a tree must have gone down. Fucking aboveground power lines.

There was nothing to do but go to bed, so I can't be certain how long it was out, but given how long it took me to get to sleep, I can say it was at least four hours. This doesn't even approach the horror of the three-day blackout¹ I had around this time last year, nor the two-(or-so)-day one earlier this year, but it is mightily fucking annoying, because I save my work at the end of every paragraph, but I hadn't gotten to the end of the paragraph.

So I come in at around 73 words yesterday.

Suck.

¹ I refer people to this post more often than I refer them to any other post of mine. It's not even because it's pretty funny in places, though it is; it's for the quote at the bottom about Runar (the character, an entity distinct from me, though I happen to be using his name as a handle there) and his heart-shaped face, which has entered the parlance of people who verbally abuse me for kicks, a group I have been known to refer to in jest as my 'friends'.
strange_aeons: (do not feed the cephalopod)
I've written 1287 words in the last two and a half hours (as of five o'clock, when I started writing this), for a total of 50575 words, 5013 (give or take a few hundred I slipped into or cut out of earlier bits of the text) in the month of November. That meets my NaNo requirement.

Gosh, that was easy. I don't know why you NaNovelists have been so worked up about this. <ducks>

There may be more wordage tonight, but I'd like to get some other things done, such as that icon I told [livejournal.com profile] lilairen I'd make for her over a week ago (which I have worked on, but I keep reconsidering and having to go back to the sketch stage, because I'm not so much an artist as I am indecisive in a sensitive, arty way), which is difficult when I'm spending all my time staring at WordPad.

For now, though, I'm going to talk about comic books. Yes, I'm using the Do Not Feed the Cephalopod icon for a reason.

Contains spoilers for Ultimate X-Men and the Authority, the latter of which I have not actually read. )