WIPMarathon Check-In #1

It’s still Saturday for 20 minutes here! I’m a bit late but we decided to make this Christmas 2013 Setup Day, so this got pushed forward a bit! Checking in after this first week of WIP Marathon…

Last Check-in Scene Count: I decided to have one last polish of one MS before starting the drafting of my new WIP. When the week began, I had (oh, man) 20 chapters to read.

Current WC + CC (or SC): Since the week began, I’ve completed 9 of those. Not great.

WIP Issues this week: Changed a character’s name for the better, sprinkled in a few key sentences that link together some tension, and underlined this in my notes: “Show her excitement more clearly so her stumbling blocks hit harder.”

What I learnt this week in writing: A grammar tip: if you struggle to know whether to use “he/she” or “him/her”, try using “we” or “us” in place of the word in question. If “we” works, it’s he/she you want. If “us” works, it’s him/her. Learned it here!

What distracted me this week while writing: The #PitchWars Twitter feed, the LitReactor class I’m taking, and Baker’s Dozen wrapping up (I got a bid for 50 pages).

Last 200 words:

As I caught my breath, I kneeled and brushed myself off, only succeeding in smearing mud all down my front.

“Grand,” I said.

“Cousin, I would appreciate if ye would make certain this young woman is no covered in dirt in a week’s time, on the day you’re to deliver her to her kin, or I’ll have yer scalp decorating the mantle beside the antlers.”

Alasdair’s voice was a mixture of irony and coldness. Both Finlay and I flew upwards, and I swept a sideways look at him. The corner of his mouth was twitching as he nodded at the chief, who stood just below the arch leading to the kitchen gardens.

“Aye, cousin. Apologies.” He turned to me and bowed. “And to you, ma’am.”

My return bow was somewhat stiff. The day had come. We’d been waiting anxiously as Alasdair considered the suggestion Finlay brought to him weeks before, that he deliver me to Glengarry in exchange for thirty head of heifers and Flora. I felt a lump in my throat, but it wasn’t dirt. After all this time, my goal was finally within reach — but being removed from my library, Finlay’s gardens, and my new friend in exchange for some livestock suddenly filled me with soul-deep uncertainty.

And that is the end of a chapter. 🙂 Good luck everyone — see you on Twitter!

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6 thoughts on “WIPMarathon Check-In #1

  1. “Show her excitement more clearly so her stumbling blocks hit harder,” is definitely solid advice. Thanks for sharing!

    And I loved this line- “I felt a lump in my throat, but it wasn’t dirt”. I’m wondering why your MC wants to be sold off…that’s pretty unusual…I’ll definitely read on 😀

    Good luck next week!

  2. Yay for grammar lessons! ^_^
    You know, I think 9 chapters is pretty good. But I know what you mean. We don’t like to come up short on a goal no matter how much progress we made.

    Dude! Alasdair is such a great name!

    1. Thanks, Krystal! 🙂 If this weren’t just a polish run through, I’d feel great about 9 but yeah, missing the target is always a let down. Though it was a busy week, so I’m cutting myself a bit o’ slack 😉 And yes, I love the name Alasdair! Had to use it :}

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