Results of Ruminations

I got to write today, which makes it the last day of January in which I'll write. It also puts me squarely in the middle of a bizarre confluence of scheduling that will keep me away from the keyboard for another two weeks. See, the weirdest thing happened to me during this last month: I started to like a sport. This is an exceptionally strange occurrence, since I've never been interested in athleticism, though, to a certain extent, I'm still not actually involved with the sport. Instead, I've become the first-of-my-school Quidditch coach, something that I had not foreseen when I took on the Harry Potter and Philosophy Winterim. (It was during that Winterim that I wrote longhand on the plane, as I mentioned in the last post.) So now my time is split in yet another way. Because of that new interest, I will be doing my class on Saturday morning, then going up to see the Utah Snow Cup for the rest of that day. The following week will see me at UVU, but instead I'll be a...

This entry is a bit of a distortion, as I didn't actually write today. See, I wrote throughout parts of the plane ride that I took with a handful of students to Orlando, Florida, where we attended The Wizarding World of Harry Potter. I hand wrote a new short story that takes place in Jajiin, with a Corathan girl who isn't a Poetess and her slave (which I called a Shadow, a term that I think I'll go ahead and put into the main book). What was worth remembering--and, because of that, worth writing the blog about--is that I hand wrote almost 3,000 words for the story on a plane. This is a major departure for me, as I almost never write anywhere but at my own home computer. After coming home, I transcribed and added a little to what I had originally written. I'm not sure where the story will go, but I know it's excellent background for what's going on concurrently with the events of my main book. That's all.

With a new year, I was hopeful that today would be exceptional productive. As I hiked up my 80 odd steps to the fourth floor, I was very positive that I would really get something great today. Turned out, it wasn't half bad. I was hopeful of getting more actually done--not even 3k words, and that includes something I wrote earlier but hadn't put it in yet. But what I got was, though a lot of dialogue, still pretty solid. I've kind of resigned myself to the fact that there's a lot of talking in my books. It's just how I think, it's how I conceive the transmission of information (that's one of the predominant ways of communication, after all, and I spend so much of my professional life talking, it's just part of who I am and how I write). I'm marching steadily toward my goal of 250,000 by April, and I'm thinking that, at this rate, I will be able to reach it sometime late February and perhaps early March. I do have some cluttered weekends, howe...