As my just completed WIP languishes in the last looks of my critique partner, I now find myself with some writing time on my hands.
So Camp NaNoWriMo it is. I’ve not done one of these before, usually too slammed with work to even consider a full writing project. But this July’s camp comes at the perfect time, in between finishing line edits and Pitch Wars. Yes, I am subbing my previously complete manuscript to the Pitch Wars mentor gods. I’m looking to continue learning, growing and expanding my repertoire as a writer of long form prose. Should I be chosen, there will be a party where I may even partake in alcohol. Should I not, I’ll move on to the next.
And speaking of: I’m now just over 16,000 words into my newest endeavor, Hunter or Hunted, a YA SFF set on a dying planet far, far away. I blasted through 5,829 words today, cresting the 50 page mark and pulling through that first major story beat without a scratch on me, though if only my MC fared as well. But she’s a badass, make no mistake. She’ll be fine. She’s got a suns-scorched world to cross, after all.
So if you’ll excuse me, I’m shattered from all the feelings. And what better, I get to do it all over again.
One of my favorite lines of the day:
The singer on the stage all legs and lips and beautiful in a broken kind of way.
Goodnight, dear readers. And adieu.
DC Adams, Author 