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Jul 24: COMPLETED. Moving on to reviewing notes I’ve taken along the way on things I need to fix or change, and beginning to implement changes and fixes.
Jun 30: 8k words during week 2, completing six scenes. My writing software was overcounting the total scenes completed and remaining, so I have fewer scenes to complete than I thought—45 left, not 57. The down side is that I’ve completed fewer scenes than I thought, but I’m still just over halfway done with the entire second draft.
Jun 23: 10,226 words and 9 scenes completed during week 1, with 63 scenes remaining (number may go up or down some if I break up or combine scenes).
“Hi!” a small, floating dolphin said to Aimee, in a high-pitched buzzy voice that stabbed at her eardrums. He was the size of her hand and hung at face level. “I’m Flippy! I’m here to tell you about the dangers you will undergo in the next room of the dungeon crawl!”
“Have at it, Flippy,” Aimee said, moving down the corridor past him. “Keep up and make it quick.”
“Beyond the door at the end of the corridor lie…” The dramatic pause went on long enough Aimee glanced back over her shoulder to make sure Flippy was still there. “…the ice spiders!” Flippy finished, triumphantly. “To reach them, you must ascend the broken stairs of Helminth!”
“How many ice spiders?” Aimee asked.
“You will face Number of Ice Spiders Not Found,” Flippy said.
“Super-helpful, Flippy,” Aimee said, stopping at the arched stone door at the end of the corridor and inspecting a small chute next to it. “What else do I need to know?”
“Be not afraid!” Flippy said, voice reaching an even higher pitch. “For if you fall, the magical webs of Arachne will protect you!”
A small tube, the size and shape of a travel kit toothpaste, fell out of the chute.
“What’s this?” Aimee said, picking it up.
“To experience the full coldness of the ice spider caves, apply a thin layer of paste before entering!” Flippy said, and executed a backflip in the middle of the air.
Aimee unscrewed the tube. It smelled like menthol. “I’ll pass,” she said, and pushed at the door. It swung open.
“I cannot join you within!” Flippy continued, swimming up past her and into the ceiling. “But I will see you on the other side…should you prevail!” The last part was very faint.
|What I Write||
I’m working on a comedy fantasy novel in which a poorly paid human intern recently ascended to folk hero and her friend, a curmudgeonly faerie princess who ran away from home to become a programmer, have adventures in a malfunctioning magical theme park run by faeries for human tourists.
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