Yesterday was less inspiring than the day before, but I knocked out about 1000 words. Today … more.
Of course I got sick on the very first day of my challenge.
Actually, much of the 31st and the 1st were a total bust. But I did get about 500 words on each. (I also tried to do design work in bed, but only got a little done.)
Mostly I watched old movies and read my friend Rob’s book, which is awesome and you should buy.
But today went better. Nina suggested I just write on whatever scene most excited me and not worry about writing in order. Doing that, I got out about 3000 words on four different scenes. Pasting this stuff together will take some work, but my productivity is WAY up.
Eden, Rob, Bill, mark my words, you will receive no scotch.
I blame Rob Ziegler.
The first thing you should know is that I normally don’t drink much.
Anyway, Rob was hard-timing me about the YA novel I was supposed to finish months ago and I was thinking about NaNoWriMo and I (reportedly, I was a little drunk) said, “If I don’t finish this book by December 1st, I’ll buy you something.”
Somehow, something became a bottle of Lagavulin.
Lagavulin, in case you’re not classy, turns out to be EIGHTY DOLLAR SCOTCH WHISKEY.
If I were smart, I would’ve told Rob that drunk email contracts aren’t binding and it wasn’t fair anyway because I thought Lagavulin was some sort of fruity wine.
And I (perfectly sober) said, “Fine, I’ll do that, Bill Shunn!”
I’m pretty sure he smirked.
Still, I find myself encumbered with at least $250 worth of alcohol bets.
But, screw it. I’ll just finish the book, right? We’re talking about 45,000 to 60,000 words in the next month. That’s basically NaNoWriMo anyway. Peice of cake.
Of course I’ll be whining about this all month. Updates to follow.
If you’re at World Fantasy Convention and want to see me and a bunch of other awesome writers read their work, come to Rooms 1111/1110 (next door to the hospitality suite) at 12 NOON.
Gawd, it’s been forever since I’ve posted.
Fortunately it’s been for good reasons and I have much to report, but more presently, I’m at World Fantasy this weekend!
I’ll mostly be bopping around with friends, but if you’d like to see me try to make coherent sentences on a panel, you can find me at:
Pacific 2/3: Who Wants to Live Forever?: Immortals
Much of fantasy literature posits immortal beings, even civilizations of immortals. How would that change . . . well . . . everything: a person’s psychology, relationships, social structure, even economics? Are the gods different because they are powerful or just because they’ve been around so long?
Elizabeth Bear (M), Rhiannon Held, Grá Linnaea, James Sutter, Dave Trowbridge