Ha-ha!

Another chapter done, and I’ve put down a total of 4,701 words today. If I had the energy, I’d write for another couple of hours, and pass Ceri’s nemesis Tal. As Mondays and Tuesdays are my weekend, I’m about to begin another week of work, and my productivity will no doubt drag once again, darn it all.

After a bit of a break, though, I’m completely wiped. That damned cold has crept up and grabbed my ankles and is slithering back into a dark hole with me. Besides, I have no idea how I’d start the next chapter; I just had my protagonist take a tour of the Underworld. After the black gate (no, not that black gate, the other black gate), judgement, the Fields of Mourning and the Elysian Fields, I just don’t know where to go. I’ve been listening to Frankenstein by Patrick Doyle. Nice and over the top for Underworld encounters, but it leaves me in severe need to get myself back into a different headspace.

My excerpt from the end of Chapter One is finally up here. Keep in mind that in Chapter One my protagonist is supposed to be not overly likeable or bright; in fact, she’s remarkably saccharine. The excerpt details the life-changing mistake that she makes which I mentioned a few posts ago, rendering her much more interesting, not to mention creating infinite potential for comedy.

Current word count of Balsamic Moon: 19,147