Greetings folks, we have made it to the third week of November which means NaNoWriMo is 3/4’s of the way done. I have so far managed to stay on word count, though I have never been able to rebuild my buffer that I had the first week. Which is fine, since I’m still on target to have 50k words by the end of the month.
It is becoming more and more apparent to me however that I will not even be a third of the way though my book by the time I reach 50k. My outline has me shooting for 22 chapters with a prologue and an epilogue. At the moment I am only on chapter 7. Chapter 6 turned out to be insanely long, which I was not anticipating at all. But I guess when I think about it my players did spend a ton of time at the Market when I was running the Archive Game. So it makes sense, since a lot of character related things happen during that block of scenes.
I’m fine with not being done my book by the end of November, since the book I was writing last year went past 50k words as well. I just really wasn’t expecting this story to take longer then 50k words to tell. But then again…I do have five main characters. Whoops.
Anyway, let’s get into the progress report!
Week Three: Wednesday, November 15hth- Tuesday, November 21st 2017
Favorite bits of writing for the week:
The room she led them to was a sitting room, with racks of clothing lining the walls haphazardly, normal furniture breaking up the flow. A tiny old woman sat in an overlarge arm chair by a crackling fire, while a man who looked to be the tall girl’s twin stood at her elbow. He looked up when they entered, hair cropped short and seeming to fluff up at the size of their group. He reached down to give the old woman a little shake, and she turned to blink owlishly at them through large glasses.
“Welcome, welcome. Come in, do. Would you like tea? De’Lee La make them some tea.” The girl breezed across the room to lift a huge black cast iron kettle off the ground and carted it out of the room. “Shom, see to their sizes.”
The boy, dressed in black pants and nearly sheer white tunic top, drew a measuring tape from over his shoulders and approached the group. He stopped by Caroline first and gestured for her to remove her coat.
“Oh, no I know my measurements.” Caroline said with a smile, rattling them off before placing her hand on the small of Marcus’s back and shoving him to the front. “Start with him.”
“Hi there, I’m Marcus Quail!” Marcus said, setting his bag down at his feet. The boy gapped at Marcus and turned to look at the doorway where the girl had exited through. She reappeared, lugging a now full kettle across the room to the fire. Though she did pause to share a look with the boy, staring at Marcus over his shoulder for a moment before opening her mouth.
“Ah ah! None of that you two, back to work.” The old woman admonished from her chair. The girl quickly shut her mouth and went to the fire, setting the handle of the kettle on a metal hook and swinging it into place above the fire to heat. The boy turned back to them and took their measurements quickly, not making any further eye contact with the group.
“What are you looking for?” The woman asked, sipping from the mug that was clutched tightly in her hands. “Nothing like you’ve got, obviously.” She said, gesturing to a muted tv set that looked like it was from the 1960s wedged between a rack of coats and a potted tree. “You want to look like like the upstairs I would wager.”
“Yeah.” Bastion said, staring at the tv for a long moment. “Something more of the casual wear people usually dress in down here, are you watching Keeping up with the Kardashians?”
Caroline’s head swiveled away form where the two willowy people, twins she decided for ease of thinking, were conversing in just gestures and shrugs around to the old woman’s tv set. There on the grainy little screen in black and white was the Kardashian family, doing something or other. It was hard to tell in such low resolution with no sound.
“Amazing.” She said, snapping a picture of the set on her phone.
And that is all I have for this week, thanks for tuning in. If you celebrate Thanksgiving then I hope you have a good one this week, if you don’t then I still hope you have a good week.