I’ve missed a few posts, but that doesn’t mean I haven’t been writing. For those who didn’t see my report, I was at the most recent Villa Diodati workshop in southern Spain. It was the perfect thing to do after finishing the big translation to recharge my writing batteries. In the week since I flew back, I’ve returned to a wonderfully regular writing routine of at least 500 new words a day. Eventually I will probably want to aim for more, but right now, I just want to ease myself back into the good habits I once had. I also want to experiment with how much I can do while simultaneously getting back into the marketing and publishing groove. I have some thoughts on that which I will save for another post.
Right now, I’m working on two projects:
1) I’ve returned to A Wasted Land, and am analyzing what I have, as well as brainstorming and writing new scenes. For that, I’m using Writing the Breakout Novel Workbook by Donald Maass. I’ve found it useful before when I reach the point in a manuscript where I pretty much have the complete plot arc, but lots of stuff in the middle is mushy. I like the workbook a lot better than the book proper because it’s very hands on with lots of exercises for how to strengthen your characters and plot. It was especially helpful when I was at about this point in Shadow of Stone, and the whole thing felt like a disorganized mess. Here’s hoping it will help me make something out of the disorganized mess of AWL as well. 🙂
2) I’m working on an SF story collab with Sylvia Spruck Wrigley, one of my fellow Villa Diodati writers. We’ve collaborated before, and although we have yet to sell that story, we work well together and we decided to give it another whirl.
For WIPpet Wednesday, I will give you another excerpt from A Wasted Land, since that seems to be fairly popular with the Wippeteers. Easy math again: 5 + 14 = 19. So here are nineteen sentences from the same scene of the last excerpt. Kustennin has just suggested a scouting party to Venta, and Taliesin said they could go as a troupe of minstrels:
“Consider,” Taliesin continued. “If we travel to Venta as players and entertainers, there will be no need to hide and sneak. We can walk around the city in broad daylight, even play for the soldiers — perhaps even Cerdic himself.”
Kustennin saw Taliesin glance around at the others in the great hall. Yseult, Cador, and Bedwyr were strangely quiet. Finally, Cador broke the silence. “That disguise can be very effective. We used it once ourselves.”
His mother rose and picked Riona up from her father’s lap. “I think it’s time I finally put your little sister to bed. Good night.”
“Good night,” the rest of them murmured.
“It was after Drystan’s death,” Bedwyr added.
“Ah,” Taliesin said. “Forgive me. That was a part of the legend I didn’t know.”
Kustennin rubbed his eyes with thumb and forefinger, realizing the bard had just picked up additional details from the past by delving into the mind of someone present. Kustennin could have done so as well, but he had little interest in seeing into the minds of others. It was enough to see their actions — he didn’t want to also see their thoughts and understand them from the inside.
“We sought out Marcus Cunomorus, and I killed him in a fight,” Bedwyr continued relentlessly. For a moment all were quiet again.
WIPpet Wednesday is the brain child of K. L. Schwengel. If you’d like to participate, post an excerpt from your WIP on your blog, something that relates to the date in some way. Then add your link here — where you can also read the other excerpts.