Some of the difficulty comes with the inner censor. The latest incarnation sings a certain filk-song I co-wrote a long time ago that starts out, "I am a young maiden, I live in the sticks..." and touches on many plot points of a popular series. I keep seeing parallels in what I'm exploring and it stops me to worry/ponder about what I'm writing. I have to keep reminding myself that this is my first attempt at a long piece, and that it's okay for it to be a beginner's novel. Still, when I find myself writing "The Call to Adventure" scene or the "I love you. / I know." scene, it's hard not to wince.
Gym: hauled myself to the gym Saturday. On the elliptical, I decided that I would risk having "Prince Valient and the Lost Valley of X" series and write different responses to revenants, keeping in mind that various chapters in 'The Fellowship of the Ring" are different responses to The Ring and it would be cool if I could pull off something similar. Which meant I could have a character like Hypatia of Rhodes (good) who is a revenant (bad) and have my main characters debate the merits of cool research sustatined by requiring the blood of others. 250 calories (I think) at 35 minutes. Downstairs I was feeling my shoulder so 3x13x30lbs deltoid fly and 13x(30+30+40)lbs on the pec fly. 13x(40+50+60+70)lbs on the lat pull-down. 3x13 curls on the Roman Chair. 3x13x30 lbs on the barbell curl. 3x13x30lbs on the tricepse pull-down. 3x5x7.5lbs on dumbbell extensions.
Between writing Saturday at Café John and a Secret Location, I managed 1100 new words. Not the best words, and I wish I had two to three times as much, but at least they're there.
I'm blaming the cloudy weather and rain for some of my soreness Sunday morning. A writing session at a Secret Location Sunday afternoon yielded 840 words.
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