I didn’t get much added to my wordcount over the weekend. I spent most of Saturday and Sunday outside doing the gardening I’d been putting off — removing an unsightly non-blooming forsythia the previous owners had planted smack-dab in the middle of the front lawn, raking the last of the leaves that had blown in last fall and been buried under the snow, and just generally cleaning up.
Oh, all right, I admit it. I caved to my internal nag, I mean editor. I went back and changed up my first chapter yesterday – I wrote an additional 2,000 words, but I also rewrote my outline and changed some aspects – nothing major but the changes should allow me to introduce more conflict between the hero and heroine later. But it means I’m going to end up chopping about 1500 words or so too. So I’ve spent today doing a rough edit of the original first chapter to make sure it falls in line with the tweaked outline. It’ll still need major smoothing/layering once I’m done the first draft, but my inner b–editor is relaxing to know it’s more in line with the way the rest of the story will now be going. (She can be real PITA some times.)
However,considering the pace I set, I’m not feeling great knowing that my wordcount will be slowing down for the next couple of weeks. I figured I’d have this week free and clear at least but after a surprise invitation from Gizmo Guy, I’m going to be away tomorrow and Wednesday. GG will be working an extra long day tomorrow overseeing an install of something or other in one of the more distant computer centres he’s responsible for and he probably won’t finish until 2 a.m. and must be back in the centre by 6 a.m. So his boss has approved his request to rent a hotel room so he can get some rest in between. Not being a dummy when he asked if I wanted to go along, I said yes! But though I get the use of the hotel room, I won’t have Gizmo Guy to enjoy it with. *pout* My plan is to force myself to take advantage of the interruption-free room and write my a$$ off. Although between you and me and the gate post, I’d prefer to be interrupted by Gizmo Guy. I mean, come on, hotel room, whirlpool bath, kingsized bed! What would you rather do? Write or … um … research?
I can console myself however because next week I get to have Gizmo Guy all to myself . We leave Sunday night for our mini-vacation to Quebec City to celebrate our 30th anniversary. So I doubt I’ll get much writing done then either, though lots of ideas and *clears throat* research opporturtunities will present themselves no doubt.