Friday, March 29, 2019

Day 48

1,688 words.

She's out of the villain's clutches, but she's not out of the woods yet. This little robot has become a real girl, and it remains to be seen how the people who have been caring for her will react when they find out what they thought was their daughter... isn't. At the beginning of the book that was all she wanted. Now, though...

Thursday, March 28, 2019

Wednesday, March 27, 2019

Day 46

1,086 words.

I decided to ditch the whole wasting food/ruining toilet paper thing. I couldn't make the food thing work, and the entire escape plan revolving around tipping over toilet paper into dirty toilet water was just too gross to be fun for me. Plus, I decided the villain is fond enough of our heroine, and has enough hubris, that he would probably be willing to take her outside if she just asked him enough. He will be taking precautions, of course, and they will make things more difficult for our heroine. But if her life was easy she wouldn't be the heroine.

Tuesday, March 26, 2019

Day 45

1,289 words.

How do you waste food without making it look like you're wasting food? Especially when all of it is canned soup and ramen? Maybe I will have to go with the toilet paper route after all... I discarded it because I couldn't see why he wouldn't have apocalypse levels of it stored in his bunker, but I guess it doesn't matter how much of it you have if it gets soaked. Paper-wrapped tp falling off a rickety shelf into the puddle caused by an overflowing toilet couldn't possibly be our heroine's fault, now could it?

Monday, March 25, 2019

Day 44

2,396 words.

I don't think I'm going to be able to finish this by the end of this week. But I know that because I have the ending pretty much mapped out. Should be done by mid April, though. I am so excited. Time for things to get serious!

Friday, March 22, 2019

Day 43

1,154 words.

Sigh. I need figure out how to make worldbuilding not a chore. It's supposed to be the fun part, right? I guess doing it on the fly, while I'm trying to get word count, is partly why it feels so onerous. I don't mind it so much when I'm chilling out and ideas come to me. But sitting down to do it on purpose feels like homework. For me, the story comes first, and the world will shape itself to serve the story. Building a world and then thinking up a story to fill it feels backwards.

Revisions halfway through week four