#ROW80 Check-in and #WIPpet Wednesday – April 22

This week I had a little trouble keeping up with my goals. I’m not way behind, but I’m not quite where I would have liked to be.

  • Stay on track with Camp NaNo – ehhh, I’m a couple of days behind at the moment. I have been writing every day, but only between 100 and 200 words. I can’t give exact figures at the moment because it’s all still handwritten.
  • Write 1000 words of history essay pending response from course convener – at time of posting, I only have about 799 however, I wrote a plan last night with estimated word counts for each section and I think that will help. I’m aiming to hit 1000 tonight.
  • Write a new forum response for history – I’ve just got to finish it off and post it.
  • Read half an hour a day – I expect it averaged out. I finished Jackaby by William Ritter.
  • Visit 50% of WIPpet Wednesday posts – done!
  • Visit 5 ROW80 blogs – yes!
  • Read over lecture slides for three MUSC8017 lectures – I did this, and it didn’t enlighten me about either of the remaining assignments in the slightest. I’m just glad the next assignment is based on an external document that has nothing to do with the course, though there are aspects of that I’m also confused about.

There are still maybe eight weeks left of semester (my final assignment is due June 9) but I’m basically at a point where uni work has to take precedence. I have discovered that doing a musical where the performances are around the same time as final papers are due is a terrible idea. However, it is too late now to back out of either thing, so I’m just going to have to do the best I can. I was doing a Wednesday night casual sport thing with some friends, but I’ve told them I will rejoin in June, as I have too much on my plate at the moment and need those evenings for studying. I did have my first little Masters-related cry yesterday. It wasn’t a cry, really, just a bit of a stress out about things.

I have come to the conclusion that Camp NaNoWriMo has not been so much a month of planning but of brainstorming. The story I set out to plan has taken at least two turns and is now very different. In a good way. Good guys have become bad guys and vice versa, magical police procedural has become more the story of two characters (not police-types) out to stop the nasty magical character before everything goes completely downhill, all the while having to deal with the issues they have with each other… It’s a much more personal story for all the characters.

On that note, since my characters have all swapped their character arcs in the past few days and have new back stories, very little of what I’ve written up until now is still relevant. For today’s WIPpet, I’m going to have to take you right back to when Rosa and Frederick Merrow first met, or at least, properly interacted. I’ve got 4 paragraphs because it’s the 22nd and 2 + 2 = 4. And it’s also the fourth month and all that. It’s a hot day and Rosa thinks she’s wandered far enough from the house to not be disturbed on her afternoon off.

She had been dozing off when a crack of twigs behind her made her jump and spring awake. The figure of Frederick Merrow emerged through the trees, a large dog by his side. Rosa had taken off her shoes and stockings, and now she scrambled to try to at least replace her boots, as her skirt would possibly disguise the fact that her legs were otherwise bare.

Her movements attracted Frederick Merrow’s attention, and he stopped walking, looking over at her. His expression was initially bemused, but it quickly transformed into a grin and he chuckled at her efforts.

“Please, don’t feel you ought to cover up for my benefit.”

Rosa’s cheeks turned a dark scarlet, and she felt as though she were completely naked, not just stocking-less, in front of him.

Given that I’ve turned him into the villain, and he’s more “total jerkwad” than “roguish charmer”, this scene now feels a whole lot sleazier.

If you are wondering what on earth this WIPpet thing I keep referring to is, wonder no longer! WIPpet is a portmanteau of the acronym WIP (work in progress) and the word snippet, and every Wednesdsay, we share a snippet from our WIPs that somehow relates to the date. The linky is here; do join in! The fabulous K. L. Schwengel is our host and many thanks go to her for keeping us all in line.

Now I return to ROW80 and my goals for the coming week. I have this 2500 word history essay due Thursday of next week, and a museum significance report due the following week. Thus, I really need to get the essay out of the way this weekend. I do have a birthday party to go to on Sunday, but I’ll probably excuse myself after a couple of hours. My Fair Lady chorus members are all a little annoyed when today we were informed we now have a rehearsal on Monday, where we didn’t before. It would have been handy having that extra spare night.

  • Complete essay by Sunday night
  • Polish essay on the following couple of days
  • Write a review of Jackaby and schedule the post
  • Finish forum response
  • Decide on item for significance report. Email course convener and also have chat to people at work about it.
  • Visit 50% of WIPpet Wednesday posts
  • Visit 5 ROW80 blogs
  • Reply to comments on this post

Doesn’t seem like much, but watch me fall apart in a quivering heap in next Wednesday’s post. I’m going to leave it here, but be sure to check out other ROW80 posts. I’ll see you soon!~ Emily


WIPpet Wednesday – I write about demons now. Demons are cool.

It’s the last WIPpet Wednesday for 2014. How did that happen? I ended up not showing up on Christmas Eve, but I’m back now, and feeling a bit reflective.

checklistI’ve been looking over the goals I set myself throughout 2014. I didn’t meet all of them, but I did pretty well. The only thing that slightly bothers me is that I didn’t get myself into gear enough to publish A More Complicated Fairytale during the year, but I’m not letting that get to me too much. With any luck, it should happen next year. I did give up on a couple of WIPs that just weren’t getting anywhere. It took a while to get past the guilt. I tend to have this idea that once I start something, it ought to be finished. Even now, I keep thinking, “Well, I can always come back to it…” even though it’s unlikely that will happen. I’m still working on persuading myself to delete the Pinterest boards.

2015 is going to be busy, but I will be posting tomorrow with more info on where I hope 2015 will take me (I like having looking-back posts on New Years Eve and looking-forward posts on New Year’s Day, it’s a thing). As for now, one last WIPpet for the year. I’m being sneaky. Since this is the last day of the year, I’m giving you the last paragraph of my NaNoWriMo manuscript. Which is by no means the end of the story, but I hit 50k and threw up my hands and said “YAY! THAT’S IT!” (Also this was November 29 and I was auditioning for My Fair Lady the next day, so I wanted to spend the rest of the time preparing for that).

There was a puff, and the demon disappeared. “Well, there you have it,” Miriam said. “You can’t argue now.”

Yes, I ended up with demons in my story. Also a woman named Miriam, who is a demon master and about whom I had completely forgotten about until now. I also feel like the demon should disappear in a puff of something.

The whole demons thing will probably work a lot better in the next draft, and be introduced as a concept far earlier than it was in this one. In fact, a lot is changing in the second draft. Magic isn’t as common as I tried to make it in the NaNo version, and it’s set in a more Victorian era than modern-day… which means looking at pictures of Victorian waistcoats on Pinterest is totally research, right? (But seriously, this suit I picked out for Armand is very pretty). I actually had a document running concurrently to the story for most of November in which I was making notes for how it could be better-developed in subsequent drafts, even while I was just rolling with what I’d originally started with for the month.

To join in on WIPpet Wednesday, simply post an excerpt from a current WIP that somehow relates to the date (feel free to get creative with that) and link up here. There are always some very awesome offerings. Thanks to K. L. Schwengel for hosting.

Anyway, this post is getting a bit long and ramble-y now, so I’ll finish up here. Happy New Year! I’ll see you in 2015!

~ Emily

#WIPpet Wednesday – Make them see he’s not!

Hello there! I’m sorry I didn’t get around to many WIPpeteers this week, except that I’m kind of not because I was on holidays. 😛 It was just a quick trip away, Saturday – Tuesday, but it was lovely just hanging around, reading and writing and not worrying about housework or work or anything like that.

First order of business this week is the 250 Followers giveaway I hosted last week. I gave each comment on last week’s WIPpet post a number and then used a random number generator to determine the winner. And the winner is Celine JeanJean! Congrats! If you can either let me know you email address in a comment here or email it to fuzzyagent999[@]yahoo[dot]com[dot]au, I will get your $25 Amazon voucher to you as soon as I get paid next week.

On the writing front, I am on track with my goal to write a short piece of fiction for every day of December. You can scroll back through the past week and a half’s worth of posts to read all of those. There are a few I am particularly proud of, such as this one, which I am going to expand into a longer short story. You’ve got no idea how many Decembers have gone past and I have really wanted to write a Christmas story and been stuck for inspiration. Now I have no only the inspiration, but some ground work as well. (Incidentally, I have my partner, Edy, to thank for interpreting the prompt that way. I had simply been thinking of a young woman moving house. So yay Edy!)

For WIPpet Wednesday this week, I have a follow-up scene to last week’s. Josephine has convinced a couple of police officers of what she saw in Jean Trivette’s house, and so they’re trying to persuade his wife to testify against him. She says she wants to see Josephine and talk to her before she makes any decisions. This is their conversation. My WIPpet math is very simply 10 paragraphs for the 10th of December. Oh, and this is straight from the NaNo manuscript, so very likely riddled with errors.

When Josephine had first arrived at the police headquarters, she had been immediately taken behind the desk by the desk sergeant, and then passed on to another sergeant who led her through to the break room. Yvonne Trivette was there, a cup of coffee in her hand, and Josephine could not help but wince at the older woman’s black eye.

The sergeant closed the door behind them, but Josephine could still see his outline through the frosted glass.

Yvonne Trivette stood up and held a hand out to Jospehine. “Hello. I’m Yvonne.”

Josephine shook her hand. “Hello. I’m sorry about yesterday. I hope he didn’t hurt your further because of what I saw.”

“No, he left it at that yesterday.” Yvonne sat back down and beckoned for Josephine to sit on the cushion next to her. “The police said he hurt you, too.”

“Well, it wasn’t anything like he did to you.” Josephine rolled up her sleeve. “He just held on to me a little too tightly is all. But the marks are there.”

Yvonne Trivette looked away, biting her lip. “I’ve been telling myself that as long as he only does it to me, it’s all right,” she said. “Just as long as he doesn’t hurt our children. But when they said he had hurt you, that’s when I knew I had to talk to someone about it. I just… well, I wanted to check he really had hurt you before I did anything.”

“He is clearly hurting you, isn’t that bad enough? And he’s getting away with it! Everyone out there loves him! Even my friends wouldn’t believe me when I told them what I had seen!”

“He is rather the city’s darling boy,” Yvonne said ruefully.

“Then make them see that he’s not!”

Join us for WIPpet Wednesday by posting an excerpt from your current WIP that somehow relates to the date. Then link up with us here! We don’t bite. In fact, we’re really quite friendly and you should totally come along for the ride! I’m now heading to the shower and bed, since I have to return to work tomorrow. This week I should do a little better at visiting your posts. See you then!

~ Emily

#WIPpet Wednesday – If you run, I will find you (Plus a GIVEAWAY!)


Goodness me, somehow over the past couple of years, my blog has attracted 250 followers. Now, not all of them are actually followers particularly interested in my blog (as far as I can gather) and were only trying to garner followers of their own, but a lot of them are other writers keen to share ideas, and I love that. In fact, I love it so much that everyone who comments on this post (follower or not, to make it easier), will go into the draw to win an $25 Amazon gift card. Competition ends 11:59pm, December 9, 2014.

Onto my usual Wednesday post and NaNoWriMo is DONE, you guys! This year was another long November: I had commitments every night of week 3, as well as other general life things going on, but I made it to 50029 words on November 29 (which continues my tradition of winning a day early). Josephine, Armand and Bianca’s story is far from over, but it is one of my New Year projects. Until then, I’m reading as much as I can, and writing here and there. I did sort of accidentally sort of decide yesterday that I would attempt a December story-a-day challenge, though that may fall apart as early as today as I have a rehearsal for a Christmas show I volunteered for tonight, then a separate theatre excursion tomorrow, and then I’m hosting board games with my friends on Friday. But we’ll see. I got excited and searched the Google Play store for writing apps, so I now have two prompt apps on my tablet to play with. You can see Monday’s effort here and last night’s here.

Onto WIPpet Wednesday, and I have 12 paragraphs from this NaNo project for you, due to it being the twelfth month. In this scene, Josephine has been doing some spying, and she witnesses Jean Trivette, a well-known and very popular philanthropist, hit his wife. Josephine cries out before she can stop herself, and he spots her. I’ve fixed a couple of things, but this is mostly NaNo-raw.

“I’m sorry.” Josephine tried wriggling out his grip, but to no avail. “I’ll just go now,” she assured him.

“Like hell, you will, girl. Walk to that gate. If you try to run, I swear to god*, I will find you.” He pointed to a gate only a few feet from where they were standing and let go of her arm. She did think about running; technically, she didn’t exist in this world yet, but she believed his threat in spite of that. Shaking, she went towards the gate, and he opened it to meet her. He took her by the arm again and dragged her inside. He pulled his phone out of his pocket and quickly dialled a number.

“Yeah, Marcel, it’s Trivette. I’m at the back gate. Got a trespasser.”

“I wasn’t trespassing!” Josephine protested feebly. She had a feeling no one was going to believe her story now and things were going to get even worse very quickly.

“Okay, yeah, I’ll meet you up at the house.” Trivette hung up the phone. “All right. Come with me. You’re about to meet my head of security.”

As he dragged her towards the house and up the stairs, Josephine saw the woman he had hit sitting with her head in her hands on a sofa on the porch. She looked up as they passed and caught Josephine’s eye, her eyes wide.

“I’m sorry,” she mouthed. Josephine wondered what she was apologising for.

Once inside, Trivette led Josephine to a living area, where he threw her roughly into a chair and sat down across from her. A few minutes later, a man twice as big as Jean Trivette entered the room.

“This is Marcel. Marcel, this girl was eavesdropping on a conversation I was having with my wife outside.”

“Was she on the grounds, sir?”

“Well, no, she was outside the fence, but… well, my wife and I were having a little disagreement, and she… saw some things she shouldn’t have. I’d prefer for that not to get out, you understand?”

Marcel nodded dutifully. “Of course, sir.”

*Yes, I know in last week’s WIPpet we established these people don’t have any gods. I started using these kinds of expressions anyway during NaNo because I didn’t want to take the time to think of more creative ones.

To join in on WIPpet Wednesday, simply post an excerpt from your current WIP that somehow relates to the date, and then link up with us here. We’re a fun bunch, I promise! Everyone is always wonderful and supportive. Thanks always to K. L. Schwengel for hosting. I need to get ready to go to work now – I started writing this last night since I’ll be out tonight – so I’ll go now and see you all when I see you.

~ Emily


I think most people in the blogging sphere are at least aware of NaNoWriMo, whether or not they participate. In case you’re not, it’s an online writing challenge in which participants aim to write 50000 words of a novel in the 30 days of November. This year, I had a fair few other commitments during November as well as NaNo, so it was pretty stressful. And while I haven’t been able to persuade myself to take a break from writing (see my previous post), it is a relief not having that target to reach each day. Here’s a song about the experience for your viewing pleasure. It’s a scarily accurate description.

Another thing that’s been driving me crazy the last week or so was preparation for an audition I had yesterday for chorus in a local production of My Fair Lady. It was my first audition for a musical in two years, so I wanted to get it right. I went for chorus, which meant I had to learn the Ascot Gavotte (for the ‘posh’ accent) and Wouldn’t It Be Loverly? for the Cockney one. I think the whole thing went pretty well, and we will find out by the end of this week whether or not we got in. Keep your fingers crossed for me. In the meantime, here’s a performance of the Ascot Gavotte.

Click here for more Mirth and Music Monday! 😀

#WIPpet Wednesday – Religion and magic


This was me last Sunday

I have a headache and I’m not in a great mood at the moment. As I briefly mentioned in my post on Monday, my car got rear-ended on Sunday. To my untrained eye, the damage didn’t look too bad, so I had her towed off to a smash repairs place and remained hopeful. Unfortunately, today I called them to follow up on it and it sounds like it’s going to be write-off. Apparently the damage is in the $3000-range, and the car is only worth about $2000 at most (it’s fifteen years old, my parents had it for ten of those and they live a long way from anywhere, so it has nearly 300,000 km on it). I want to clarify my options with my insurer, but I’m going to do that tomorrow when I’m hopefully less likely to cry at them. It’s not looking promising. Right now, I’m watching cat videos on YouTube so I don’t send angry text messages to the guy who hit me. Actually, mostly that’s because I’m far too nice to people and he’s been really quite cooperative and I would feel bad. But I’m still angry.

Did I mention my parents only gave me this car in mid-October?

Anyway. Let’s change the subject, shall we? I don’t want to bring down the normally delightful mood in the WIPpet Wednesday circle with my own woes.  WIPpet Wednesday is a weekly blog hop where authors share excerpts of their WIP that somehow relate to the date. You can join us here! Today is the 26th so I have added the 2 and the 6 together to give you 8 lines from my NaNoWriMo 2014 Word document. This story still doesn’t have a title, dammit. In this scene, it has come up that Josephine was religious in her previous life (five hundred years past), which piques Armand and Bianca’s interest. This is one of those bits of world-building that I didn’t plan, it just came out as I was writing and seemed to fit.

Armand tilted his head as he looked at Josephine. “Are you religious, Josephine?” he asked.

“I was… raised to believe that there is a power higher than us somewhere in the heavens.”

“Wow,” said Bianca. Josephine looked at her, confused by her incredulity. “Sorry,” she said, “once magic started manifesting amongst those people living in Esterfey in the early days all the religious systems started to fade away.”

“Yes,” Armand added, “While there were some who argued that their magical abilities were a gift from their gods, most people believed they had no need of their deities now that they could often answer their own prayers, or at least find someone who could.”

Despite the fact that I like this bit, it may not actually make it past this draft, since one of the notes in my “Notes for post-November” file is to make the magic systems a little more underground, rather than something everyone has and chooses whether or not to use. But we’ll see. December I am basically declaring a reading month and taking a break from writing, then I’ll come back to this and Unicorn Love in the new year. I can’t believe the new year is only five weeks away.

Anyway, I haven’t actually got my words down for today, so I probably ought to go work on that. Last night I wrote 2000 words in 55 minutes, but I don’t know if I can manage that two nights in a row. I’ll catch y’all later!

~ Emily

#WIPpet Wednesday – Doleful Eyes

wednesdaybannerSo it’s 10pm and I’m thinking I’ll write a couple hundred more words on my NaNoWriMo and then turn in for the night, and then I realise that I am yet to write a WIPpet Wednesday post. Eeek! So, a quick update. NaNo has been going well. Apart from last Friday when I spent most of the night cleaning my house and only wrote 153 words or something, I’ve been keeping pretty well on track. I wrote over 6000 words on the weekend, ending up about 2000 words in front, and I’ve managed to maintain a state of 1000 words in front over the past few days. I reached 20000 words this morning, and my aim is to be at about 20500 before bed (yeah, so today I let myself down a little).

This weekend, I really only have Saturday at my disposal, and next week I’m likely to fall behind because I have choir most nights leading up to our production on the 20th and 21st (I’m so ready for this concert to be over, I swear). But that still gives me nine days to catch up again, including two weekends, so I’m not too worried.

There’s a particular plot point in my story that I figured would have to happen around the 25k mark. It took me a moment yesterday to realise that I was at 18k and I could actually start in that plot point’s direction. Which is exciting because it means the characters can stop talking about muffins (peach and cinnamon ones, for the record). So that’s where I’m at right now.

For WIPpet Wednesday this week, I have six paragraphs, because 12 (of November) divided by 2 (from 2014) is six. Armand, Josephine and Armand’s sister, Bianca, are headed down to the police headquarters because they want to hunt out their dad and hear the details about what’s going on with some high-profile disappearances. They’ll have a slightly better plan in later drafts, but this’ll do for now. I really like Bianca, her mouth runs away with her an awful lot. The keenness Armand remarks upon is due to Bianca getting them all up at the crack of dawn to go out.

“You’re really keen about this, aren’t you?” Armand remarked as they walked see by side along the pavement.

“What can I say?” Bianca replied. “I’m kind of excited about being the annoying kid who wants to see her important dad while he’s at work again. Haven’t done it in a long time.”

“Yeah, well, just as long as you remember that you’re not five years old anymore and staring up at the desk sergeant with those doleful eyes of yours is not necessarily going to cut it anymore.”

“Hey, don’t underestimate the power of my doleful eyes.”

“Oh, god, you’re going to flirt with the desk sergeant.”

“Only if he’s pretty.”

Join us for WIPpet Wednesday by posting an excerpt from your WIP that somehow relates to the date and link up with us here. K. L. Schwengel is our wondrous host. I’m going to go back to my writing for a bit now, and I’ll catch you all soon.

#WIPpet Wednesday – Honest Face

So NaNoWriMo has been a thing the last few days. So has complete exhaustion on my part, though I did manage to get a day ahead on the weekend and have mostly stayed that way. Here are some stats:

Day 1: 3355

Day 2: 1946 (5301 total)

Day 3: 1377 (6678 total)

Day 4: 633 (7311 total)

nanoI am yet to call it a night yet tonight, so I’ll leave it there for now. The story is pretty much sticking to plan, though it is moving very quickly. And even so, I still feel there’s a lot that will be junked come December. But we all know that I tend to write novels on the shorter scale of things anyway. There’s also a lot of world-building I need to do, because I decided only a week before NaNoWriMo that the story would actually work better set in a magical society rather than a non-magical one. While I’m making a few things up as I go, it’s mostly still non-magical. I’m actually thinking of taking maybe Friday evening and letting myself get behind but do some more detailed planning so that I know what the hell I’m doing.

Anyway, today’s WIPpet is 5 lines from this NaNoWriMo, which is still untitled. Armand works as a tour guide in his country’s house of parliament, and this is him going through security in the morning as he heads into work. As someone who works in a government agency, I can attest that this is how we chat with out security guys. 🙂

“After all my time working here, I can’t believe you still think I might blow the place up,” Armand replied, shaking his head dramatically but grinning at the guard. This sort of banter was usual between them.

“It’s your honest face,” the guard replied. “I don’t trust it.”

“You wound me.”

I’m going to leave this here for tonight and see how much more I can get written before bed. To join in on WIPpet Wednesday, simply post an excerpt from your WIP that somehow relates to the date, then link up here. I’ll catch y’all later. Hopefully. I’ve been a bit flaky lately.


#WIPpet Wednesday – Jumping back on the wagon

Hello all. I have been rather lax at blogging as of late, and for that, I apologise. I have no excuse for disappearing last week. I was planning a WIPpet post, but then I ended up going up to my neighbour’s house on Wednesday evening and then it was bedtime when I came back down. Also, the last week and a half have basically been non-writing weeks, as even the NaNo planning has ground to a bit of a halt. Mostly I am stuck on the development of my antagonist, and her arc. I wrote a bit about that on the Plot Doctoring forum this morning. You can read that here, and if you have any advice to give, I would much appreciate it! (If you don’t have a NaNo account, feel free to answer on this post). I’ve also had my parents here the last few days; they were giving me their old car, but were worried about my apparent over-confidence with driving, and were therefore fussing. It was exhausting.

Anyway, since I haven’t any more cute character interviews or anything fun to give youfrom the upcoming NaNo, I will instead briefly return to Unicorn Love, the story I was sharing from a couple of months ago. I don’t actually know if this is still a WIP, but I am partial to the characters, so let’s work on the basis it will get returned to. This scene takes place a fair bit after the other ones I shared. Upon seeing how much Lexie would give to have it so that Davey never ended up in gaol, Grace Littlewood takes her on to figure out how to use a watch she has discovered, which she believes can allow the user to travel in time. Lexie tries it a first time, and it is a pretty unpleasant experience, and she suggests maybe it isn’t a good idea to use it. Miss Littlewood reacts quite angrily to that, and Lexie wonders why, prompting this explanation. My WIPpet maths is 22 lines from my Scrivener file.

Lexie moved a little closer. “Why is it so important?” she asked. “This isn’t just about helping me, is it?”

Miss Littlewood sighed and sat down. “When I was younger, still at school… the was a girl there. Her name was Anna Radcliffe and she was the sweetest girl I’d ever met.” Her expression became wistful. “We fell in love, and -”

“You what? With a girl?”

Miss Littlewood looked up sharply. “I felt as strongly about Anna as you do about your David.” Lexie was taken aback by the sharpness in her tone.

“I’m sorry,” she said. “I’ve just never heard of it before.”

Miss Littlewood gave her a wry look. “It’s far more common than you think.” Lexie decided to take her word for it.

“What happened to Anna?”

“We had plans to run away at the end of the school year. We were going to go to Melbourne, or perhaps Brisbane. We hadn’t really decided. We just wanted to be far away from here, somewhere where no one knew us. But we were careless. Anna’s father discovered us one evening… he didn’t see much but it was enough. He told me I was never allowed to see his daughter again. When she tried coming after me a few nights later, he…” Miss Littlewood pressed her lips together.

“What did he do?”

“He sent her away. Had her locked up somewhere so awful that within a year she’d become ill and died. Can you imagine sending your daughter to a place where that would happen?” Lexie shook her head. “And I’m not even sure he cared.”

“I’m sorry.” Lexie couldn’t think of anything else to say.

“A year or two ago, I had a dream about the clock. And Anna was there, too. I somehow knew that if I could find that clock, I could find her again. I need to save her, Lexie. Do you understand that?” Her voice was barely above a whisper. Lexie nodded.

In reference to Lexie’s ignorance/naivety, bear in mind this is set 100-150 years ago (I haven’t set it in concrete, but I think 1880s…) and Lexie’s not got a huge range of life experience. I actually as I was posting this figured out the plot point that I have been stuck on with this one, so I will definitely be filing it away for post-NaNo continued work. Yay!

Anyway, it’s past my bedtime and I was tired before, so I should hurry this up. To join in on WIPpet Wednesday, simply post an excerpt from your WIP that somehow relates to the date and then link up here. Many thanks to K. L. Schwengel for hosting. And now, I am off to bed!


#WIPpet Wednesday – Introducing Armand

Hello! It is Wednesday once again, and because I went away with my writing group on the weekend, I am feeling rather behind on everything. However, I did get the first 9 or 10 chapters of my NaNoWriMo novel for 2014 planned out, scene-by-scene, and I have a bit more that I came up with today and still need to type up. I think I’m probably going to have to pad to reach 50k, but that’s okay. I have talent for writing pointless dialogue. Interestingly, as I was initially gathering my ideas for the story, I imagined Josephine would be the POV character, but as I was outlining, it was clear that was going to be Armand. Which does mean I’m not entirely sure what I’m going to do when he is effectively rendered useless by the same witch who turned Josephine into a statue all those years ago.

I have an interview with Armand for you this week. Please ignore the part where I don’t know the character’s name. I really do need to stop calling my nasty side characters Embezzling Official, Bigoted Official and Rich Philanthropist. One of my friends suggested one of them being Gaston, what with this story being inspired by a version of Beauty and the Beast and all. I do like the way she thinks. Anyways. Here is Armand’s interview.


[there is a knock at the Keyboard and an Open Mind residence. Emily answers the door to reveal a young man with an olive complexion standing there. When he sees Emily, he gives her a nervous grin]

EW: Hi, Armand, thanks for dropping by today. Come on in. [she beckons and he steps inside, then looks around, not sure where to go next. Emily motions to a sofa.] Take a seat.

A: Thanks. [he runs his hand through his hair as he sits down and looks around] It’s an, um, nice place you’ve got here.

EW: Thanks. So let’s get down to business. Can you tell me about yourself?

A: [looks past Emily’s shoulder for a moment as he contemplates his answer] My name is Armand and I’m twenty-five years old. I’m studying a postgraduate degree in Esterfayan folklore at Merrowfort University.

EW: Esterfay is your country, right? And Merrowfort’s the capital?

A: That’s correct.

EW: So I take it you’re a bit of a bookworm, then?

A: Heh, yeah. My dad’s the police commissioner, and when I was younger I used to help him on cases. He wasn’t technically supposed to talk about cases in progress, but I was good at combing newspapers or archives for clues, so he used to enlist me anyway. Sometimes I wasn’t so keen, though, if I was already reading something more interesting.

EW: Totally fair enough. Can you tell me a bit about the events of the last few weeks?

A: There have been some weird things going on. A few people at uni reported strange lights in the woods near town, and I wouldn’t usually take the word of an undergrad, but I saw the lights myself one night. And people have been going missing. Some were people just off the street, but we’ve lost two government officials over the past two weeks, as well as [name]. He owns one of our major newspapers, sponsors some of our local sports teams and supports several charities. Everyone in this city knows who he is, but like the others, he’s gone without a trace. I’m barely seeing my dad at the moment; everyone’s looking to him for answers and at the moment, there just aren’t any. And then there’s Josephine appearing out of nowhere…

EW: Ah, yes, Josephine. What do you think of her? Do you believe her story?

A: I… she makes me want to believe it. She clearly believes it herself. But I can’t just believe she’s a character in one of the stories I’ve studied!

EW: Well, we’ll see. Do you like her, though?

A: Well, yeah, I do. Whatever it turns out her situation actually is, I want to help her out. But sometimes I feel like in spite of everything I’m doing, she’s… looking down her nose at me or something.

EW: Yeah, she’s… still working on not doing that. Let me assure you, she is grateful.

A: Really?

EW: Yep [winks] That’s all we’ve got time for. Thanks for coming over today.


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