9.9k; and I, in my red flannel petticoat
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thanateQuote for the novel so far: “That would be a fine way to come courting, wouldn’t it? At the head of the first invading army her country had ever seen?” --Theo (talking to his mother, who is an Empress, and awesome)
I have hauled about plant flats, sorted many pairs of gloves, planted lots of dune grasses, and did a lot of knitting while others drove. There were dolphins (or at least, groups of dorsal fins poking up at a distance that I am assured belong to dolphins), flying pelicans, a dead pelican (which tried to eat a fishing float & got its beak hooked, poor thing), a scuttling blue crab, two dead jellyfish, and seagulls but no starfish. Oh, and I got lost trying to find a gas station & drove through Williamsburg on the way home. All in all, not half bad, although I recommend buying gasoline before getting onto I-64, because apparently all the cross roads are also limited access highways with poor gas station signage.
Unfortunately, my wordcount suffered, and I'm still not the focused typer I might wish to be; if I could just pull myself together and manage a few days of 4-5k, I'd be back where I'd like to be, but I'm still in the mode where I sit in front of the computer for three hours and 500 words result, which is unhelpful. There's a lot of deep-thinking of puting together the plot-to-come going on, though, and some of the things that began as loose ends in the last book are starting to make sense after all, which is always nice, though it is not mainly about what I thought it was. Oh, and there was a letter that Caroline wrote at the end of the last book, and which Theo receives at the beginning of this one which serves as a nice exposition opportunity.
I've been thinking about it, though, and while this is a relatively patriarchal medieval-style world (and by "world" I mean the continent featured in this book, since they have effectively no contact with the other one) the three to five most powerful individuals in the last several hundred years are all female. But nobody much is aware of this, since they're only just beginning to be flashy about it, and not in a way that most of the world is going to notice; it's all game-of-kings and if they do it right everyone's lives will go on as before, instead of, say, being overrun by fanatical northern tribesmen.
Ok, back to writing, instead of writing about it.
Experimentally cross-posty from dreamwidth. Comments encouraged in either location.
I have hauled about plant flats, sorted many pairs of gloves, planted lots of dune grasses, and did a lot of knitting while others drove. There were dolphins (or at least, groups of dorsal fins poking up at a distance that I am assured belong to dolphins), flying pelicans, a dead pelican (which tried to eat a fishing float & got its beak hooked, poor thing), a scuttling blue crab, two dead jellyfish, and seagulls but no starfish. Oh, and I got lost trying to find a gas station & drove through Williamsburg on the way home. All in all, not half bad, although I recommend buying gasoline before getting onto I-64, because apparently all the cross roads are also limited access highways with poor gas station signage.
Unfortunately, my wordcount suffered, and I'm still not the focused typer I might wish to be; if I could just pull myself together and manage a few days of 4-5k, I'd be back where I'd like to be, but I'm still in the mode where I sit in front of the computer for three hours and 500 words result, which is unhelpful. There's a lot of deep-thinking of puting together the plot-to-come going on, though, and some of the things that began as loose ends in the last book are starting to make sense after all, which is always nice, though it is not mainly about what I thought it was. Oh, and there was a letter that Caroline wrote at the end of the last book, and which Theo receives at the beginning of this one which serves as a nice exposition opportunity.
I've been thinking about it, though, and while this is a relatively patriarchal medieval-style world (and by "world" I mean the continent featured in this book, since they have effectively no contact with the other one) the three to five most powerful individuals in the last several hundred years are all female. But nobody much is aware of this, since they're only just beginning to be flashy about it, and not in a way that most of the world is going to notice; it's all game-of-kings and if they do it right everyone's lives will go on as before, instead of, say, being overrun by fanatical northern tribesmen.
Ok, back to writing, instead of writing about it.
Experimentally cross-posty from dreamwidth. Comments encouraged in either location.