|via inspiration: anath's song|
...And just like that, July is half over. To where exactly does time fly? I'd pay a pretty penny to the person who could give me the answer.
week two questions
actually finishing something [in] july
1) Were you able to reach your weekly goal?
My goal by now was 10,000 words, and I'm not quite there yet. Thursday and Friday were busy days with work and entertaining guests, and I caught a nasty summer cold over the weekend that had me going to bed early and rising late for a day or two. By the grace of God and under the influence of Vitamin C, ibuprofen, almost a dozen bottles of water, and a box of tissues, I'm feeling better now and ready to attack the writing week. "I shall conquer this!—I shall!"
2) Is this challenge encouraging you to write more often?
Oh my, yes. As with each July (and November, if I'm participating in NaNoWriMo), there's the added push of accountability that keeps you flying, moving, and yes, sometimes scraping along through your project. Some days have been flooded with inspiration; others not so much. But I'm progressing.
3) At what time of the day did you accomplish most of your writing?
My writing schedule juggles around depending on the time of the year. When I'm in classes during the winter and spring, I do most of my writing at night. Now that it's summer time, I'm home at odd hours of the day depending on my week's work schedule. This past week I accomplished the majority of my writing during the afternoon and evening.
4) Which musical tracks do you listen to most while writing?
With Anath's Song, I listen to a lot of Loreena McKennitt (who supplies the proper sound) and Coldplay (who supplies the proper lyrics) for the story. If I get into a rut with those two, I'll change it up a bit and throw "Colors of the Wind" in for good measure.
5) Share a descriptive snippet or two of your writing.
Two swarthy eunuchs appeared in a second’s time, both armed, and they snatched for the foolish man. The Veiled One rose from her throne, as still and dreadful as Medusa herself with her veils whipping around her face like the fabled snakes. Her figure shook so terribly that the chains at her ankles clinked together in piercing echo. Her voice, when it came at last, was a weak gasp, as if he’d taken the very air from her lungs, but more real than anything she’d uttered before.
A bit of the mockery fled Lysandros’ face, and it was like someone had briefly sent a cold finger down Anath’s spine. Still, he maintained his composure; it was only a woman, after all. Womenfolk had been known to cause enough trouble of their own accord without piling on unnecessary heavenly wrath. Lysandros had been spending too much time near Eleni’s lips.
6) Share three dialogue-based snippets from your week one writing.
“Free this man, my lady. His neck may be weak, but it does not belong to you.”
“If she be foul,” he conceded to his friend’s momentary satisfaction, “she has shown no aggression to this point, and I doubt she will in future. If she is savage as you say, maybe she’s a milder brute: the sort that is content with knocking furniture about every once in a while and refrains from bloody ritual and slaughter. I still say she is worth approaching.”
“I never could resist an adventure, especially on a night like this.”
7) How are you going to move forward in this challenge? Are you changing your word-count goal or other plans?
My word-count goal remains, but I'll probably have to increase the number of words I write in a day. We'll see how this next week progresses and take it from there.