DAY TWENTY-TWO
Daily Word Count:
1,059/???Total Word Count:
32,954/50,000Snippet:
As she approached, Alkmaion hopped to his feet and met her halfway for a hug. Without any permission, he ducked out of the hug and lifted her up like a distressed maiden as she squawked. With some effort—she was short, but not that small, and she’d be offended if he hadn’t exerted himself—he lifted her partially into the air. “Soon to be our new councilwoman!” he shouted.
A cheer rose, people holding up their glasses and a few whistling. Celeste didn’t squirm only so that Alk didn’t dropped her. “Alkmaion!” she cried, indignant.
“To our Musician, Caelestis!” Hylas called, sending a ripple of her name through the crowd. As Alk gently lowered her to the ground, Hylas raised his glass towards her with a smile. “A voice toe everyone. You’re going to do great things, we can all feel it.”
She brushed herself off and turned to sock Alk in his solid mass of muscled shoulder. He grunted. She shook out her hand. “I haven’t even won yet.”
“Sure, but you will,” Pan said, throwing an arm around her.
DAY TWENTY-THREE
Daily Word Count:
2,481/1,828Total Word Count:
37,858/50,000Snippet:
Everything was going too fast, and she was only in the second round. Everything was flying right by her, she could end up leading the city by happenstance, or by influence, and she would never get a chance to catch her breath. She was running a race that didn’t have a foreseeable end, and she was terrified.
She was no leader. She was a good enough musician, she supposed, but that didn’t make her capable of leading a whole city, and having sway over major decisions that could raise Esparona or raze Esparona.
Thoughts:
Things I didn't know when I planned this novel: 1) everyone has fallen in love with and adores Celeste 2) Nadia has known Celeste almost a week and is already a total mess.
I feel like I wrote more than I really did because I fleshed out a whole section and added more to the plot (gave a certain subplot a reason to happen, etc etc). I didn't mean to make some characters, and I certainly didn't mean to make them so lovable (to me), so now I actually have to add reasons to why they would make certain decisions etc without them being like, garbage people. I mean, they are, but in a cute, raccoon way, not in a "these people have earned the equivalent of a moral death sentence" or something (not an actual example, I feel I have to specify).
I'm!! so excited for some of the later scenes!! I feel like I'm being TOO blatant about some things, and there are some gaping plot holes now because I developed stuff as I wrote instead of being a sane entity and plotting them out beforehand, but uh. first draft.
I have to catch up again, which...kinda sucks because I wrote so much today, but I guess that 600 words I didn't write yesterday have come right for my throat.
also someone please remind me that I should ALSO be playing my violin/piano and not just fantasising about it. (have started to sing again though!! my brain decided that My Jolly Sailor Bold is New Fixation)
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