#WIPPet Wednesday and #ROW80 Update

This was a good week to have a break from writing. It was announced that Peter Capaldi will be taking over the role of the Doctor on Doctor Who, and now everything is the 12th Doctor and nothing hurts. (Everything is also the Eleventh Doctor and everything hurts, but that’s a different matter.)

I’ve also realised that I’ve been ignoring a lot of my 101 Things in 1001 Days goals because I’ve been spending so much time writing. Sure, some of them can’t be achieved right now (though it’s only three months and five days until I go overseas!), but there are some I should be working on, like getting back into playing piano, or finishing knitting a thing. So I’m going to try and concentrate on some of those things as well.

wednesdaybannerAnywho, since I haven’t been writing this week, for WIPpet Wednesday I’m using 7 paragraphs (for the 7th of the month) from last year’s Camp NaNoWriMo. This was my first attempt at writing Friend of the Enemy, but was fraught with bad luck and I didn’t get finished. Lotte is attending the peace negotiations between her country and the neighbouring one with her father. They’ve just arrived, and he’s having a rest, so she goes and finds a spot to read. And on that, the character of Lotte was originally based on Belle from Beauty and the Beast, since it was this Beauty and the Beast fanfiction I wrote for a Disney fanfic challenge which was the original inspiration for this entire story. So she’s pretty used to people judging her because she’s a girl who reads and has her own ideas and things like that. And be warned, this is still raw from the Camp NaNo file, so probably riddled with errors.

Despite it still being only fairly early in the afternoon, the inside of the inn was fairly dark; in one room, however, a large open fire was blazing, and Lotte chose one of the comfortable-looking lounge chairs there to seat herself in. She found her place in the book, and nestled down in the cushions to enjoy the next few hours.

She had only been there for a couple of hours when she was interrupted by an unfamiliar voice. “If you don’t mind my asking, miss, what are you reading?”

Lotte looked up to find a young man around her own age leaning on the edge the back of her chair, looking back down at her. His hair was a bit all over the place, and he wore a pair of wire-framed glasses. His accent was certainly not Dodgish, so Lotte assumed he was Trilvainian.

“Oh, uh, nothing really,” she replied. In truth, the novel she had with her was not exactly a masterpiece of Dodgish literature. In fact, it was mostly badly-written romance, but Lotte had to admit she did enjoy it. It was her only guilty pleasure, and she read plenty of more informative books to make up for it. Keeping her finger inside to mark her place, she closed the book over so the Trilvainian stranger could see the cover.

“Ahh… dreaming of your own handsome hero to come and whisk you away to paradise?”

Lotte felt a blush creep up her cheeks, though at the same time she felt slightly relieved that this boy was just gently teasing her, instead of mocking her harshly like most of the boys back home did.

“To be honest, just having someone to talk to would be nice,” she replied. “I don’t mind if there’s no whisking away involved.”

And that is why I can’t bring myself to read my Doctor Who novel at work, because as nerdy as my workplace is and as much as half of my colleagues also love the show, I am sure someone will tease me about it. So I’m reading The Girl with the Dragon Tattoo instead, and it’s actually not as hard-going as I’d expected. I expect it might get worse, though; I’ve read the first volume of the graphic novel so I sort of know what’s coming.

If you would like to join in on the WIPpet fun, simply post an excerpt from your current WIP, or write the opening to a new one, which somehow corresponds to the date (eg. 7 paragraphs for the 7th day of the month, an excerpt from chapter 8 for the eighth month, or 15 lines from page 13 for 07/08/2013… we encourage creativity). Once you’ve posted, link up with us at the linky and check out what others have posted. As always, thanks to K. L. Schwengel for hosting. To visit more ROW80 blogs, here is today’s check-in. With that, I say goodnight, and I will visit you all in the morning. Goodnight! 🙂


#ROW80 Check-in: Goal 1, check! and #MirthMusicMonday – “I’m not sure where this metaphor’s goin’…”


That’s pretty much all I need to say right there, isn’t it? Despite procrastination and a busier-than-expected weekend, I brought the second draft to a close at 37282 words tonight. One of three goals for this ROW80 round is now complete! 😀 And with a whole month and a half to spare. 😀 😀

I do need a break from it, though; I realised I was becoming frustrated with the story and the characters towards the end. I’ve started working on Friend of the Enemy [working title], and you can read a bit more about that, including a little background piece in the form of an in-universe text book, on my Short Story Saturday post. My WIPpet Wednesday posts will probably be from this one for a little while now. And I know, I know, I still need to get on to finishing the outline for Operation: Sugarplum.

Anywho, that’s really about it for this week. Have some mirthful music to start or end your week, depending on when you’re reading and what time of the week you consider Sunday to be. I was watching Legally Blonde while typing this up, so here is one of my favourite numbers from the stage musical based on the movie. Elle’s pretty awesome, but the stylist, Paulette, is my favourite character. The dialogue at the end of the song is pretty boring, but make sure you skip along a bit to the reprise.

And since I have nothing to say that can really top that, I bid you goodnight!


#WIPpet Wednesday – Meeting the parents, and #ROW80 Update – Second draft almost there!

It’s WIPpet Wednesday!


And I made a new banner, because I was bored of my old one. I’m getting creative with my WIPpet maths today, because I don’t like sharing long excerpts. AMCF is really my only project at the moment (until I sit down and figure out how to go about the rest of Operation: Sugarplum) and it isn’t a long story to begin with (the second draft will come in around 35k), so I don’t want to give too much away. Today is the 31st and 3+1=4, so here are four paragraphs that I wrote over the weekend.

“You look stunning,” he said, kissing her hand again as she met him at the top of the stairs.

Cait blushed. “I wish I’d had longer to find something appropriate to wear.”

“You know you could turn up here wearing a potato sack and I’d still be pleased to see you.”

“It’s not you I’m worried about impressing.”

Meeting your beloved’s parents for the first time is always a bit nerve-wracking, but spare a thought for Cait, whose future in-laws are the King and Queen (and from what she can gather, the King doesn’t entirely approve). This is not a situation she ever expected to be in, and no amount of assurance from Felipe is really going to allay her nerves.

If you would like to join in on the WIPpet fun (and we love newbies!), just post an excerpt from your current WIP, or the opening of what may become a new one, that somehow relates to the date. For today, the 31st of July, you might post something as simple as 31 sentences from Chapter 7, or just 31 lines, or 7 paragraphs, or do something like what I did and get creative with it. I can assure you the WIPpet Police are pretty lenient. Then link up with us here and check out what others have shared. As always, many thanks to K. L. Schwengel for hosting.

So how have I done with the writing so far this week? Those of you who follow me on Twitter may have seen this tweet I posted on Monday night:


And I’m on track for that. On Monday night I typed up what I had handwritten over the weekend. I also had to fix some formatting issues that occurred transferring the “Word document” from my tablet to my laptop, but I discovered opening the file in Wordpad rather than Word first seemed to fix that. Remember Wordpad? Yeah, me neither, til I had to. I wasn’t even sure it would be on newer computers, but apparently it’s still there. By the time I went to bed on Monday, all the pieces were in Scrivener, it was just that some of the scenes need finishing. I went through and made note of these scenes on the cork-board view, then I started going over them last night. In terms of number of words written, it probably wasn’t that many, but there was plenty of figuring out exactly how to finish scenes up, or how to add in an important tidbit that I wanted in particular place.

row80-2On the train on the way home from my parents’ place on Sunday, I finally got around to working out a timeline for the whole story. I downloaded a timeline app months ago for this express purpose, but it’s just sat around until now. You’d think I’d have figured my timeline out before the end of the second draft, but no; it’s sort of hovered around but I hadn’t gotten down to it. It’s only rough, since I just tied everything to months rather than specific days, but it’s good enough that I can look at it and say, “Okay, yes, there’s only three months between those two events, I seem to have said two months here and six months here.”

Once I have my second draft, I’m going to compile it into a Word document so I can track changes and make sure I have things like the timeline straight. I also need to be consistent with things like “the prince” versus “the Prince”, and also my dialogue punctuation (as much as incorrectly punctuated dialogue in others’ work upsets me, I know mine isn’t perfect, either). And Cait’s mother finally has a name as of last Saturday (had to brainstorm with my own mum to come up with something I liked). so that should probably be introduced sometime before the final chapter, which is where it is at the moment.

In between working on that, I might hopefully get around to doing some more work on my other goals, namely outlining Operation: Sugarplum and Friend of the Enemy.  If you read my ROW80 sponsor post, Friend of the Enemy is the epic fantasy saga that is amazing in my head, but which I can’t get down on paper. Finishing the outline may or may not help with that, but it will get me one step closer. I may try and do some flash fiction for it for WIPpet Wednesdays, so that I’m not always trying to find non-spoilery bits from AMCF.  It’s possible that I just need to get a first draft down and then I can work on fixing it. I did write about 20k on it for June Camp NaNoWriMo last year, but I’ve changed a lot of it since then, so I’m not sure how much still applies.

Anyway, this post kind of got away with me! I shall leave you now while you still have some time to go visit other blogs. Tata!


#ROW80 Update: Look at me go! and #MirthMusicMonday: Some romance and some silliness

row80You know how I said I probably wouldn’t get much written this week because I was going to be all lazy and at home and on holidays and not getting any writing done? It was LIES!  I actively pulled out my notebook or my tablet when I was lounging around watching TV or whatever, and managed about 3500 words over the course of my five days away. So, you know, PRETTY CHUFFED with that result. And just to show you what a wild life I lead, about 780 of those words were written on the night of my birthday, because I had nothing better to do (I had been out for lunch that day, though, and we went out again on Saturday night, so I was not left wanting for celebration, really). I wrote one scene that was easily inserted early on in A More Complicated Fairytale, and then straight through from when Cait returns home to when Felipe gets home a couple of weeks later to when they FINALLY get together (I mean… spoiler warning! Because none of you saw that coming, right?). For two characters who are usually so chatty, they spent an awful lot of time in that scene sitting in awkward silence and staring everywhere but at each other. As I said on Twitter at the time, I just wanted to bash their heads together and yell, “JUST KISS ALREADY!” Except, of course, once I got to that, I was like, “Oh, yeah, I hate writing kissing. Kissing is horrible to write.”

As for sponsor duties, I was unable to get to them for either Sunday or Wednesday due to my parents’ distinct lack of Internet (they only get a gigabyte a month, which is plenty for them, but means I have to show incredible restraint). I shall work extra hard on this week’s check-ins to make up for that. I also missed my WIPpeteers this week, but I will try and at least read your posts from this week before they disappear, even if I don’t get to leave comments.

That’s about it for my ROW80 update (find other ROW80 updates here, but as I said last Sunday, I’m now going to combine ROW80 posts with Mirth and Music Monday, the brainchild of one ReGi McClain (here is the linky if you would like to post something mirthful and something musical and join in :D). In my MMM post a couple of weeks ago, you got to hear my voice yelling the word “Doctor” in Rafe Morris’ Schnitz and Giggles song. That seemed to get a good reaction so here is a full twenty-five  seconds of me being easily amused by table decorations at my 21st birthday party three years ago. The other voice is my niece. I am doing my slightly affected “on video” voice, but it’s close enough to my actual voice to pass.

And now for the musical part of my post. In celebration of Cait and Felipe finally being engaged, this is the video which basically sums up how I imagine them once they get past all their issues and allow themselves to be adorable and romantic with one another. You just have to ignore the fact that it is actually from Phantom of the Opera and take it completely out of context. I find when I watch my housemate’s DVD of this entire production, I have such a cognitive dissonance, because Raoul and Christine are definitely not like Cait and Felipe for the rest of the show (someone remind me to finish writing that post I started about most female characters in musicals, Christine Daae included, being kind of useless).

And now it’s time for me to go, for though this post will be published early Monday morning (I hope – I’m new to this scheduling thing), I’m typing it Sunday night, and I really should learn to go to bed before 11pm. In my defence, I didn’t get home today until 8pm; it’s the best part of an eight-hour journey from my parents’ back to Canberra. So yes. Goodnight!

~ Emily

#ROW80 Update: Ehhh….

row80In theory I got all my writing time up this week. The fact that an hour and a half of the two hours only resulted in a bit over 500 words does kind of detract from that… I’ve been trying to write a difficult scene (remember  how I was getting around writing Felipe’s POV by writing him from the POV of others in the scene? Hard to do that when him and his father are the only characters there…), but I’m thinking it might not actually be necessary to have it in there. It’s the sort of thing that Felipe could just briefly recount to Cait later.

At least I don’t have the issue my friend Sam is currently trying to get around, which is that he is is serialising his current WIP on Wattpad, so he has to make these sorts of decisions pretty quickly because he can’t afford to get behind. I can take as long as I like!

As for this coming week, I’m going to be honest, it’s unlikely I’m going to get much done. There’s currently an Impro festival happening in Canberra, so I have tickets to shows both tonight and tomorrow night. Then on Wednesday, I’m heading home for the rest of the week, and while I always say I’m going to get stuff done when I’m travelling, we all know that very rarely ends up being the case. So I might not even be around for WIPpet Wednesday (devastating!) but I’ll see how I go.

Speaking of which, I’m thinking of changing up my blogging schedule a bit. At the moment, it’s essentially Sunday, Monday, Wednesday and then nothing for four days. So I’m thinking of combining my Sunday ROW80 Check-in and Music and Mirth Monday posts into one, which I can type up on Sunday but schedule for early Monday… then WIPpet Wednesday and ROW80 on Wednesday and then Friday/Saturday can be a wild card post day for whatever I feel like talking about.

Anyways, that’s about it from me. I might see you Wednesday, or otherwise next week. 🙂

~ Emily

#ROW80 Update and #WIPpet Wednesday: First day out

So far this week I’ve only worked on my writing for half an hour. I’ve powered through editing of A More Complicated Fairytale and am now at another point where I need to write a bit of new material to link up various scenes at the end. I did sketch out which scenes need to be done the other day, so now it’s just a case of not being a lazybones. And avoiding people at work who insist on asking me what I’m writing (like it’s changed since last time?). I’ve kinda sucked at my sponsor duties for Sunday’s round of check-ins, I probably only made it to about half of them. I kept saying I would get to it, and now Wednesday has snuck up on me! I will endeavour to visit the people I missed for this check-in, though. That is what I did when I missed someone before, and it made me feel better.

Anyhoo, onto WIPpet Wednesday funtimes! I’ve got 17 lines for you this week (today being the 17th) but we’re going much earlier on in the story than we’ve been for the past few weeks. Prince Felipe has only recently been admitted to the hospital, and due to the nature of his injuries, hasn’t been allowed to move about much at all. Finally, though, he’s told he can go out in a wheelchair and get some fresh air. This dialogue takes place the first time they go outside.

“So, Cait, how many proposals of marriage have you received since you’ve been here?”

“I beg your pardon?”

“I know what these are men would be like, Cait. You’re a pretty girl and they don’t see any girls, pretty or otherwise, until they end up here.”

Cait laughed. “To date, I have received no marriage proposals,” she informed him, “but the outrageously flirtatious remarks already number in the thousands, I expect.”

Felipe laughed at this, but then cringed and placed a hand on the wound on his side. “Well, I’d be disappointed to hear anything less,” he said.

“Are you all right?” Cait asked, her smile disappearing and concern taking its place. Judging by the expression on the prince’s face, the wound was still smarting.

“I’m fine,” he said. “I just have to remember to remain completely serious at all times until this damn thing is healed.” He paused and glanced up at Cait, and then added, “Please forgive my language.

“I’ve heard a lot worse in my time here.”

By this time they had reached the gardens and Cait maneuvered the prince’s chair next to a bench where she could sit down herself. She and some of the other nurses often brought their patients from the convalescent wards to this spot. Under other circumstances, it might have been considered romantic, but to the soldiers it was simply a respite from the sights, sounds and smells of the wards.

Maybe it’s just me, but I actually really like the idea of an injured hero who has to rely on other people to get his stuff done for him (if I do say so myself). Good thing he’s a prince, and there are plenty of those people about. 🙂

Want to join in on the WIPpet fun? It’s easy! All you need to do is post an snippet from your current WIP that somehow relates to the date (eg. 17 lines/words/paragraphs, etc or something from Chapter 17 or Chapter 7 for the month or whatever… get creative!). Then post the link here and check out some of the others. If you’re still confused, or would just like some more info, ReGi McClain posted a really good explanation last week.

I’m not going to hang around too much tonight, because I am really sleepy. My cat decided it would be a good idea to wake me up at some ungodly hour this morning by standing on my chest and licking my face, and while I initially thought I was going to be fine making it through the day in spite of the broken sleep, but I got to about 3pm and started nodding off on my keyboard… Also, I am quite full of epic Ethiopian food because it’s payday and that means payday dinner with the boyfriend, but a full tummy just compounds the sleepiness. I am tortured by the question of whether to start the Doctor Who novel I won a while ago, or the ebook I bought with the steampunk version of my city (even if it is set about 30 years before my city actually existed by name). Actually, I should just finish last month’s Doctor Who short story before this month’s comes out next week. Sigh. I’ll figure something out. Goodnight, my lovelies.

~ Emily

#ROW80 Check-in: Publishing ponderings

What I learned at work this week: non-writers do not understand things like “This character is being frustrating right now.” They all just looked at me funny, as though to say “What do you mean you don’t have complete control over this fictional character of your own creation?”.  And then tried giving advice that didn’t really help at all, because character in question was Prince Felipe, whom I know very well, but they don’t know at all, and then my lunch break was over and I hadn’t achieved very much.

row80I did finish reading The Nutcracker, however, and while I haven’t written an outline yet, I have got a page of notes and questions that will have to figure in the outline… There may have to be some serious rejigging of the 7500 words I wrote essentially off-the-cuff; certain scenes will parallel the original story if I change them around a bit more. A lot of these plot elements were in the abridged version I read a while ago; I probably could have avoided this if I’d made more notes at the time, but hey, we win some, we lose some.

After doing that on my lunch break at work on Thursday, I then got about 40 minutes of editing on AMCF done in the evening (give or take). That combined with half an hour on Friday night and an hour or more this morning and I’ve achieved about two-and-a-half hours this week, surpassing my writing goal of two hours a week. So yay for that! I’m actually finding these revisions relatively painless. If I keep going at my current rate, I should have the second draft finished pretty soon.

I visited all my sponsor posts! Yay! As for my short stories goal… I’m really tempted to scratch that off my goals for this round… My focus is well and truly on AMCF at the moment and I don’t feel like I want to be writing short stories and submitting those, because that will take me away from my bigger WIPs! So… yeah, short stories can come at some other time.

I have been doing some thinky thinking since Wednesday, though. It started when I read Alice Janell’s Wednesday check-in in which she excitedly announced that she had sold her first novella to Taliesin Publishing, whose website I then proceeded to have a poke around. Then on Thursday night, my housemate asked me how the writing was going and mentioned that some friends of hers have recently started up The New List Books, a brand new publishing company based right here in the same city as me and devoted to showcasing the best of up-and-coming authors. I also remembered Cassandra Page mentioning that she had recently signed with Turquoise Morning Press.

Since starting with ROW80 18 months ago and seeing so many fabulous self-published indie authors, I had thought that would be the way I wanted to go when I finally get something to publishable standard. I think my main reason for this was, to be honest, that self-publishing seemed like the “easy” option (in some ways, anyway; I’m not completely naive about the process). But since reading up on these indie presses, I’m kind of keen to see whether I could get accepted by one of them… The idea of query letters and submissions always made me feel a bit queasy, but suddenly I feel a bit bolder about the whole thing. And if it doesn’t work out, self-publishing is always there to come back to.

Either way, though, it’s going to be a little while before I need to make any of these decisions. A More Complicated Fairytale is only in its second draft and about a third of the material in it is new for this draft, so I will need feedback on that and I envisage doing at least two more drafts before I start thinking about submissions. But it is something that I will be keeping in the back of my mind.

Anyhoodles, I’m off to visit my new baby cousin this afternoon, so I’m going to finish up there. I’m not sure what time I’ll be home tonight, hence getting the post done early. But I’ll catch you at check-ins over the next couple of days! 🙂 (Oh, and by the way, my sponsor post goes up on the ROW80 blog tomorrow; keep an eye out for it!)

~ Emily

#ROW80 Check-in and #WIPpet Wednesday: I can’t think of a clever title today

row80Writing? Sure, I’ve worked on my writing so far this week… except for the fact that Monday night I was totally distracted getting tickets for the Doctor Who thing (see Monday’s post), and then last night… actually last night I was just lazy… and then tonight, I had my boyfriend over and he had the computer because he’s trying to get things organised for his own overseas trip at the end of the year and his computer doesn’t work so he needed mine to check his itinerary and stuff…

… I started reading The Nutcracker… that counts as research for Operation: Sugarplum, right? What do you mean, no? See, the thing is, I’ve taken to reading at work instead of writing, because I’m running out of new material to write for AMCF; there’s more that will need to be written, but I need to get back to the editing to figure out exactly where I still need to slot new stuff in… at the moment there’s more new material in the second draft than old, and I kind of want to remedy that. There are a couple of scenes whose Scrivener cork boards have “DON’T FORGET TO FINISH WRITING THIS SCENE” on them, but I don’t want to come back to them just yet. I think they need some more context before I can finish them.

So long story short, I haven’t achieved any of my two hours’ writing time for the week yet. But I will! Promise! I have tomorrow and Friday nights at home, plus the  weekend (bar the couple of hours where I go out grocery shopping, and then the more hours where I cook soup and curries for the week).

I did fulfill my sponsor duties so far as I’m aware… actually, looking at Sunday’s linky now, it looks like I missed one… oops. My bad. Guess I forgot to check back to see if any more had been added. Will have to make sure I don’t do that again.



Today is also WIPpet Wednesday, where bloggers come together to share snippets from their current WIPs, excerpts which somehow correlate to the day’s date. Many of us get creative with what is known as WIPpet maths, in order to make the excerpt we really want to share fit the date, but I’m boring, so I’m just giving you ten lines (as they appear in my Scrivener file) for July 10. This scene takes place directly after last week’s, but is from Felipe’s POV… what with Cait being unconscious after he hit her in the head and all.

Prince Felipe chose not to dwell on the uncomfortably loud thump with which Cait’s head hit the wall as she fell and instead focused on the fact that he had also managed to shoot Simian in the shoulder, rendering the insurgent’s dominant arm useless and sending him reeling back against the wall, where he then slumped to the ground.

“Where the hell did that come from?” Simian growled, nodding towards the pistol still in the prince’s hand as he held his own up to his wound in a fruitless attempt to stem the blood flow.

“There’s something to be said for this civilian clothing,” the prince replied. “It’s much roomier than the paraphernalia I’ve had to wear all my life. There’s room for hiding a pistol in the back of your trousers and giving the illusion that you’re unarmed. My leg may have been injured but my arm’s still as quick as it ever was. They train us well in the Nardowyn military.”

No pithy remark to follow up the excerpt like I usually have, because I’m actually pretty exhausted and am really keen to finish this post so I can go to bed! You can join in the WIPpet fun at this linky or check out fellow ROW80 participants here! Goodnight!

~ Emily

#ROW80 Check-in: Party funtimes!

row80Friday was the 22nd birthday of one of my writer’s group members, so to celebrate, we had a pajama party write-in at her house last night, which resulted in words being written and epic sugar highs being achieved (there were 2 types of brownies, both with 1:1 sugar-flour ratios, lollies, chocolates, everything). There was also a large supply of stuffed animals on hand: the Orca of Wit for best lines, BAMF Hippo for epic fight scenes, and the Two Sharks; Super-Massive Epic Shark and Teeny Weeny Shark, to be held by the 1st Place and Last Place participants of any word wars that take place. More stuffed animals were added as the night went on, including the Penguin of Inferiority Complexes. I’m sure that somewhere in there I managed the final 20 minutes of my weekly 2 hours of writing. Probably more. Either way, I wrote 930 words, so I’m calling my writing goals met for this week.

I didn’t look into short story options this weekend, because both days of the weekend I was out all day. I did make it around to all my sponsor people. So that’s good. I finished The Butterfly Storm by my friend, Kate Frost, and am currently reading The ColoradoKidbut after that, I think I shall make myself read The Nutcracker before I read anything else, so I can maybe return to Operation Sugarplum for a while. But yes. So basically, doing well.

Oh, oh! Also, I got to see Joss Whedon’s Much Ado About Nothing today, because my cinema decided to do a few more screenings of it. Benedick and Beatrice are my favourite Shakespearean couple and have been so ever since I saw a production at uni a few years ago. I recently purchased the digital download of the David Tennant/Catherine Tate RSC production, so I have to admit, I was comparing this version to that one a bit, but overall I liked it. The RSC version is funnier (though Nathan Fillion was hilarious), just by way of being interpreted more that way, but the performances in the Joss Whedon one were wonderful, as was the cinematography and the music. After watching him as Leonato, I have decided I am adopting Clark Gregg as my unofficial dad.

Anyway, my neighbour has invited me up for a cuppa before bed, so I’m not going to harp on any longer. I’ll see you tomorrow for Mirth and Music Monday. 🙂

~ Emily

#WIPpet Wednesday – Don’t worry, it’s all part of his plan! (+ #ROW80 Check-in)


Yay, it’s July 3! I’ve had this WIPpet Wednesday planned for about three weeks, ever since writing the three paragraphs that I’m posting! 😀 What’s WIPpet Wednesday? It’s that time of the week when a group of writers come together to share a snippet from their current WIP that somehow correlates to the day’s date. Hence three paragraphs for the 3rd., though you may choose 3 words, sentences, something from chapter 3… We encourage creativity in this department. Then add your post to the linky and check out some of the other posts on offer. Thanks once again to K. L. Schwengel at My Random Muse for hosting.

Okay, so you know how Cait got taken prisoner by the Gallit men (post-that scene, but I’ll leave the link there anyway)? And then Meg went off to get the prince to go rescue her?  Well, a rescue party appears, Cait is being held at gun-point by her captor while he tries to cut a deal with Prince Felipe and then… this happens.

“Don’t you see they’ll just kill you, too?” Cait’s voice caught on the lump that had formed in her throat. The possibility of losing the prince forever this time was suddenly all too real.

By this time he was only an arms length away from her and Simian, and he finally dropped his eyes to meet her gaze. “I’m sorry, Cait.”

The next second passed in a blur. Cait opened her mouth to try to argue again, but was cut off by the impact of a blow the prince himself dealt to her head with a weapon he’d seemingly produced from nowhere. She fell sideways as questions swirled through her mind, but were quickly replaced by a painful throbbing. She was dimly aware of Simian cursing and more shots being fired, but then the blackness overtook once more.

This, along with those POV issues I’ve talked about in previous posts, is what made me decide I needed chapter breaks in this story. Because a line break just doesn’t really cut it after that. See the title of this post for relevant assurances/answers to questions concerning Prince Felipe’s motivations here. I was actually thinking about this scene in bed last night and it may change slightly, but the consequences will still be the same, so it can remain like this for today. 🙂

Fun fact: you know you’ve been watching too much Foyle’s War when Cait starts developing speech patterns very similar to Sam Stewart (that took me a while to shake but I had to; Sam’s adorable, but she and Cait speak very differently), and Prince Felipe, whom you’ve always had a very clear picture of in your head, starts resembling Andrew Foyle, the son of the titular character, instead. This wouldn’t have been such an issue – one could even argue a sort of vague resemblance between Julian Ovenden, who played Andrew, and Hadley Fraser, who I’ve always pictured as Felipe – except my brain is taking this resemblance as far as the 1940s RAF uniform and flying gear and the whole kit and caboodle. And I’m like, “No, brain. Wrong armed force, and wrong time period! They don’t even have planes!” And then my brain’s like, “But look! Dashing British guy with war-induced PTSD. The fact that AMCF is set in a fictional kingdom notwithstanding, he practically is Felipe already!” And I’m still like, “No. Planes.”

… Yeah, this sort of conversation is pretty par for the course inside my head.

As for writing and #ROW80, at time of posting, I have probably spent 45-50 minutes working on AMCF so far this week. It might be closer to the full hour but I’m erring on the side of caution because I was watching TV and such while I was writing at home last night, so… (Related: why has no one forced me to watch Pushing Daisies before now?!). I should at least make that up to the hour at work today, and hopefully a bit more. I’ve gotten my sponsor duties off to a good start by visiting all the goals posts for my assigned number, plus some others on top of that. By the way, my sponsor post goes up on the ROW80 blog July 15th. Keep an eye out! 😉 I haven’t done anything regarding short stories yet, I might wait til the weekend for that.

I think that’s about it. I now return you to regularly scheduled Wednesday morning(/Tuesday evening). Catch you later!

~ Emily