*thud*

Funny thing is, I still have the rest of the Big Finish to write. But for now, I’m going to stop, savor, and enjoy the distinct lack of pressure weighing on me.

Now comes the hard part, hehe. The editing. I’ve heard some people say you should step away from the book for a week or two before delving into that. I’m wondering if that’s wise for me to do. I know how I am. If I step away from something, I tend to push it further and further down the To Do list. I think I will go ahead and finish the ending, and jump right into editing. NaNoWriMo gave me the motivation to write this thing, but my biggest dream is to be published.

I want to thank my wonderful boyfriend for his amazing support during this craziness and for being understanding when I needed to work on this. And my beautiful daughter for being there with hugs and ‘Way to Go mommy!’s And all friends, relatives, coworkers and assorted NaNo participants who are all fantastic.

And now, off to collapse. Congratulations to the over 10,000 authors who have won NaNo so far!! It really is an amazing program.

But I’m on the mend and back at it. I’ve got a difficult scene to write to night yet and I’ve been procrastinating a little. But I’m not letting myself go to bed til it’s written.

I did find something else to listen to besides ‘Alice‘ on repeat. All I have to say is thank goodness for the iPod Touch. There is an app called Ambience that has hundreds and hundreds of sort of ‘white noise’ sounds and you can make playlists and have favourites and well it’s the awesomest thing ever. I built a thunderstorms and ocean waves playlist, I let it go and man it helps me tune everything out so I can focus.

I wish I could be one of those cool writers who can listen to their favourite tunes while they write but I’ve learned that it just distracts me. I start singing along, doing big air drum solos, serenading my cat… Not very good for the writing thing. So if you’re like me, I recommend the Ambience app in iTunes. Only 99 cents.

OK enough of that. Time for an excerpt:

“How do we find Starkweather, Max?” asked Charlotte.

“Well – and I’m only guessing here darlin’. I’ve never had the need to find the man meself. But I have heard that the man tends to keep to that fortress of his he calls Athenaeum.”

“Athena-what?” CherryPop asked.

“Athenaeum. It’s a great beast of a building. Used to be an insane asylum before the war and then both armies used the place as their headquarters depending on which side was winning at the time. The Shark sort of made it his own when he arrived here.”

No, what works for me is to just ensure that I write *something* on the story every day.  It’s important to keep up interest in the story, and just write until I’m spent. Sometimes this means a 2000 word day, sometimes just a few hundred, and that’s perfectly okay. I work full-time and now that my week of furlough is over, I can only write in the evenings and on weekends – which is also the time I have to do, you know, life stuff.  So I’m just fitting it in when I can. To me, that relieves some of that ‘Gotta get to ____ words’ pressure.

Last night, I crossed the 20,000 word mark. It was the most amazing feeling I’ve ever gotten while writing. Like I had actually accomplished something. I’ve been writing off and on most of my life, but never this much on one story – I never thought I could. I tell great short stories, but have never been able to sustain a story this long. And the COOL thing is, I’m only on Chapter 7! I’ve got this sucker mapped out til the end which is also something I’ve never done before.

Yep, there are parts of what I’ve written that I think are pretty crap. I mean, probably quite cringe-worthy and I’m still trying to locate the right narrative voice, but that’s ok! It will all shake out in the editing next month! For now, the plan is just to get this story out of my head and big huge thank you to NaNoWriMo for being so supportive to the thousands of writers writing away this month. The pep talks from published writers really helps!

Also want to tell my friends, my family and my wonderful honey thank you for the support too. I can’t tell you guys how much it means to me to have my own little gallery of cheerleaders. It really helps .

Ok, an excerpt from the latest spate of writing…

“Don’t you think I should have a weapon?” asked CherryPop in a hopeful tone.

“Liam will look after you dear. That’s his job. I don’t like the thought of you carrying a weapon. You haven’t had any practice with one.”

CherryPop hung her had guiltily and Liam suddenly had trouble meeting Charlotte’s eyes.

Charlotte narrowed her eyes. “Or have you?”

Before CherryPop could open her mouth to answer, Liam stepped forward and spoke up. “It’s my fault Charlotte. I recently acquired a very fine Winchester rifle and well, after speaking to Des about it, we agreed CherryPop needed to be able to defend herself,” he paused, “…should the need arise.” Liam didn’t say that the only reason she would need to fight for her life was if Liam was dead (again), but Charlotte understood.

“Hmph.” Charlotte grumbled, but she didn’t press the argument. It had been a hell of a job keeping her daughter alive for her 23 years, and she would be damned if she was going to be overly fussy about letting her protect herself if the time came.

So what are my plans for this book? Well, after I edit the crap out of it next month and ask a few people to beta it, I am planning to use lulu.com to publish it. Would I like to be in bookstores nationwide? Well sure! But this time I around, I’m mostly just proving to myself that I can actually do this. I’ve talked it it long enough. Time to put up or shut up.

Oh yes, before I forget, You might know that @CherryPop and @LiamTheZombie are on Twitter.  Some other characters from my book have jumped on the Twitter bandwagon. Give them a follow won’t you?

@DesmondMcGee – CherryPop’s father and powerful Resurrection Man

@Charlotte_McGee – CherryPop’s mother, also very powerful with the Wicca side of things.

@J_Starkweather – Julius Starkweather, AKA “Shark” – though never to his face. Shark is the man who must be stopped at all costs.

If you follow these accounts, you might get some hints about the book’s plot

Here’s an excerpt:

Up ahead, Shark caught the dim light from the stairway entrance he had used only minutes before and to him, it represented safety. He would narrowly escape his own foul creatures and heaven help the flunky who had allowed them to get loose from their pen.

As he put his foot on the bottom stair, he felt a hand grab the back of his shirt. Shark let out a decidedly unmannered shriek and tore himself free, but the delay had cost him. As he wrenched himself from the grasp of the zombie, another one wrapped its powerful arms around Shark’s midsection. It held on with an iron grip and opened its jaws wide. Shark screamed in terror as he felt the teeth tear his the side of his belly open. Blood poured out and the zombie lapped it up greedily.

Oh yes, one last thing: I now have a title! I dub this book Athenaeum

Maybe. All names subject to change on the whim of the author.

Today though.. a whole ‘nuther story. I made a playlist of songs I knew wouldn’t make me want to sing along or otherwise distract me, put my iPod on, and wrote until I met my goal in just a couple of hours. I discovered that this tune (YouTube vid) on repeat was amazing for me. It’s subtle and quiet but strangely, it let me focus. If anyone out there has suggestions for similar tunes like this I could listen to, that would be awesome.

I’m feeling really confident about this still and I really think I might actually make it to the finish line this time.

An excerpt:

Jackie looked away, toward Buttons again. In the same raspy moan, he said, “G-g-garden. B-back gaaaarden. Buried it. T-t-treeeeee.” Jackie stopped, the exertion of speaking coherently was agitating him and he could feel a gnawing hunger growing in his belly. He began to salivate as he stared at Buttons. A low growl filled the room and Desmond could feel his control slipping. If he didn’t lay him back to rest soon he wouldn’t be able to sustain him and both he and Buttons would probably end up as Jackie’s dinner.

“Good enough Buttons?” Desmond asked, his voice tight and hurried.

Buttons did not like the look of pure hunger on Jackie’s face, especially since it seemed directed at him. He told Desmond he had enough info to go on and to please make Jackie stop looking at him like that.

With a final effort, Desmond whispered, “Rest, Jackie.” And with the power inside of him that he’d felt and known since birth, he shaped it so that it would now sever the link between the corpse and himself. He did it hard and fast and with an audible pop, Jackie’s body collapsed on the cot and resumed rotting.

But the hard part will come tomorrow when I sit down to write the next part. I am, and have been, stuck on coming up with some names for a couple of things. Seems minor, but I spent all day yesterday trying to sort this out and I didn’t get what I wanted. I’m naming a location and the main baddie. Kind of important, and their names will feature big in the story. So I’ve inadvertently put a lot of pressure on myself to get their names right and well, me + pressure = very bad thing.

But a good start today means I have a bit of breathing room

Debating whether to post the story online as I go. I’m thinking I might get entangled in too much editing if I do that so I think I will keep it offline until I’m done. The editing comes later right?

I’ve tried this awesome event twice before, but I kept getting discouraged. I think the problem was that I went into it cold. No idea for a story, no direction – nothing. That’s bad. I gave up quickly, unable to sustain a story.

This time, however, thanks in huge part to a fantastic site for writers of all kinds called Ficly, the people there and the encouragement of my wonderful boyfriend, I am going into NaNoWriMo this year with a full story I have visualized in my head from start to finish (minus pesky things like details ) and I’m armed with notes and an outline for about 20 chapters already. All I have to do now is actually, you know, write

And for those of you who’ve been in on the whole CherryPop thing for a while now I have to warn you: The new CherryPop does not resemble the original very much. I think I drifted away from that because I couldn’t find a place to take the story and it stagnated. But I will be using elements from that first learning experience with her and her merry band of Zombies and Witches and Necromancers (oh my!) and hopefully turning out a wild ride of an adventure as CherryPop, Liam and assorted friends and foes along the way figure out how to defeat the Mayor of a ‘raised from the rubble’ city called Dreadtown. (I think. I’m still working out the name of the town, hehe).

It’s going to be a Steampunk/Apocalypt-y setting for this story instead of being set in modern times for two reasons: 1. When I discovered the joys of Steampunk, I couldn’t get it out of my head and 2. It’s just awesome.

So, with that all said, wish me luck. My NaNoWriMo profile page is here, and I will actually be posting the chapters here. I’ll be tweeting from CherryPop’s world and the twitter accounts can be found in the sidebar over there –> and if you should want to, you can fan CherryPop McGee on Facebook too

Okay, back to it! See you tomorrow