Well, that’s the longest break that I’ve taken from the blog. Didn’t help that I was in Idaho, which one of my friends has called “information purgatory.”
It seems lately as if the powers of earth and hell are combining against me to keep me from writing Nethermore. Last night when I went up to the college to write, all my favorite writing spots either had people sitting in them already or were being cleaned. After 45 minutes of walking around (yes, the building is that big) I finally gave up, went home, bundled up in a blanket (my roommates like the house cold) and did a little typing before bed.
Things are shaping up. The progress bar will soon show the changes and additions I’ve been making. Right now, the whole story is such a mess that I’m not exactly sure how many words I have. I should be approaching the half-way point on the book–depending on how much I have to cut on some of the characters.
As far as Nanowrimo is concerned, I’ve taken the progress bars down for that one. I didn’t do very well. Again, I blame my own excuses for that. If I had a word for every excuse I’ve used to keep myself from writing then . . . well, the book would be done.