An entirely new story was sprouting from the dragon’s story, and has taken off on a life of its own, pushing the dragon to the back burner because this newish thing might be a prequel to his story. We shall see.
At any rate, I’ve been writing at least 100 words a day all week and got 200 words in one day. Not exactly fast, but that’s not the point – consistency is.
And I’ve been inflicting my daily words on a friend, so I’m maintaining accountability as well. (And she set an alarm on her phone to remind her to nag me, so there’s that, too.)
So, with that said, here are today’s words which are probably not going to make much sense but they’re proof that I’m writing.
Ciana studied the emerald for a moment and frowned. “This might work better as a cloak pin,” she said. “I think it will be a little too heavy to be a brooch.”
“I think you may be right.” She pulled a pair of raw rubies from her pouch and matched them with another sketch, this one of interlocking rings. “Yes. A pair of rings, one gold, one silver.”
She poured the rest of the gems out of her pouch and matched up each one with one of the sketches, nodding in satisfaction as the number of gems matched the number of sketches.
“Now, as to the materials you’ll need…” She untied another pouch from her belt and handed it to Ciana. “Use this to buy the metals and other things necessary so you’re not dipping into your father’s stock. My deal is with you, not him.”
So, there you have it. Hopefully this weekend I can get some good chunks of writing in. And maybe make an outline for the characters to ignore.