NaNoWriMo Day 18

Today’s word count: 1998
Today’s writing: flowing
My energy level: good

Here's hoping the only walls I come to are of my own making.

It’s another tortoise-and-hare day. I keep moving the story forward another notch, but there is a definite sense of plodding. I suppose that goes with the territory. I am out in the muddy middle of my book, and it requires some stamina to stick with it. I am trying to lay some ground work for the future, even though I don’t actually know where I’m going.

For example, today I gave a character dubious motives. Jasper, the envoy sent from Pepin to Ayre to negotiate the marriage and part of the party searching for the princess, has finally found someone who saw Wren alive and well. He finds out where she was last seen and pays the man handsomely for the information. The dubious thing is that he sets off for the village alone, leaving a misleading note for her bodyguard that sends them in the other direction.

So one has to wonder what he is up to.

I know I do.

I was going to take a break from writing tomorrow because I thought I needed a vacation. But I’m not feeling that way at the moment. Right now, I’m wondering about the princess and her friends. They are on the road, trying to get to Pepin on foot, and I think Things are about to Happen to them. I’m not sure I can wait until Saturday to find out What’s Next.

I am 2800 words ahead of goal at the moment, so a day off wouldn’t hurt me at all. But I think I’ll save that up for a day when I need a break. As long as I have the stomach for slogging, I might as well keep at it.

I have to share a quote I came across this week. I always find it comforting when someone else’s creative process has something in common with mine.

I have never started a poem yet whose end I knew. Writing a poem is discovering. -Robert Frost

I wonder what I will discover tomorrow?

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Kit Dunsmore

Kit Dunsmore has believed in the magic underlying the muggle world since she was a child searching for the Shetland pony pooka she was sure was hiding in her back yard. She learned early on that books were magic doors into other worlds, and that she could revisit a beloved character or place by opening the right book. As she grew, she decided she wanted to make magic with words, too. Today Kit writes about things she loves: poodles and dragons, witches and artists, quirky underdogs and loyal friends. Whether her setting is 6th-century England, the imaginary Twelve Kingdoms, or an art-obsessed version of modern America, magic always finds its way into her story. She enjoys turning fairy tales inside out and watching characters sacrifice everything to reach their goal, but she also believes in happy endings. When she isn't writing, Kit experiences magic by making things with her hands. Over the years, she's made quilts, fabric sculptures, collages, sweaters, and blank books. Her newest interest is learning how to spin her own yarn, a skill guaranteed to strengthen one of her many delusions: that she is a self-sufficient pioneer woman. She also thinks she is a hobbit, a witch, an artist, and a good cook. Living in the foothills of Colorado, Kit enjoys the giant skies and prairie landscapes which suit her need for wide open spaces. In addition to hiking through glorious scenery with her husband or imagining herself living in the Middle Ages, Kit works as a pillow for her miniature poodle and polishes the next small piece of her handmade life.

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