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Camp NaNo Strikes Again

2019-writerfacebook_coverOops, I was supposed to pick a goal before today, wasn’t I? July really snuck up on me this year with the new grandson, hurt cats, and lots of projects to get done. Not to mention still feeling constantly fatigued but trying to get the yard fixed up despite it. No rest for the weary.

I’m probably not in any condition to do NaNo right now, but since I failed in April, I’m going to try again. And probably fail again. Oh well. Can’t succeed if you don’t first try. Amirite?

So I’m going back to my goal from April: get caught up on Uncalled For Actions.

Back in April, my goal was to finish all of my sentences for February, March, and April before the end of the month. Well, I’m sad to say, despite all of that work, and only needing six more days at the end of April, I still haven’t finished those April sentences.

I have 34 left for April 30. Then I decided to take May off because I was burnt out and wanted to work on stuff for the baby. But because I never caught up with April, I also haven’t done any of the June sentences. So I’m way behind again. I could just call June a loss and start with one sentences today, but I’m going to try and get this done.

So the goal for July Camp is 1,925 sentences. 34 for April, 465 for June, and 1,426 for July. That will finish chapters 18 – 24. It comes out to 63 sentences per day which is slightly less than for April Camp.

That is if the story is still going. Based on where I am and what little I’ve plotted in my head, I should have plenty left to write. This story could be going on forever.


And don’t forget, if you’re participating in Camp NaNo or just want some fun motivation with your writing, check out 4thwords.com.

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It’s a great writing site set up like an RPG game where you are a character fighting monsters with your wordcounts. During NaNo events, we run month-long special events with unique monsters, quests, and prizes that are only available for that event. So now is the perfect time to check out the site.

wignow_mdThere’s a 30-day free trial (perfect for doing NaNo), and after that, it’s $4.99/month. A good deal if you ask me. I’ve been a member since December 2015, and my writing and productivity have both increased greatly. I owe my 911-day streak of writing to 4tw. That’s 2 1/2 years or writing every day.

The site also has a forum filled with great writers of all genres and experiences. From the newbie fanfic writer to professional authors that actually make money (it’s a thing). I’m a mod there (@justanotherjen) so I’ll be around.

If you decide to check it out, use this referral code: WVBIY23608 that way if you decide to stick around and buy a subscription, we both get extra c-crystals (currency in the game used to by subscription time and cool goodies for your forum avatar).

June Round-up

All things reading and writing.

Reading:

I was supposed to read, wasn’t I? Well, technically, I read a bunch of webcomics. That should count for something. And one I was way behind in so it was several long chapters to catch up. Took a couple of weeks. So, yeah, I’m counting it.

unsoundedThe webcomic is Unsounded by Ashley Cope. It’s about a crazy little girl with a tail and her undead friend going on adventures in a world filled with magic and wars and talking lizards. It’s way out there and has been going on for nine years so there was a lot to read.

So, this totally counts as reading.

Writing:

I didn’t do much this month. It started out strong with finishing a chapter of Uncalled For, but then I fizzled out as life got in the way. Daughter had a baby and the cats got hurt/sick so I had to take on some crochet project for cash which took priority over writing. I’m almost done with those, and with Camp NaNo this month, I’m hoping to get some more writing done. Only 5,360 for the month.

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YTD total: 72,478

Streak: Still going strong with journaling at 911 days (since January 1, 2017)!

Editing/Finishing:

Actually edited something despite doing almost no other writing. Didn’t have to do much, but it was something. Also finished up a few chapters of Uncalled For and edited them. YAY!

Posting:

Uncalled For Actions (Girl Genius)

Of Macaroni Art and Making Grown Men Cry (Red vs Blue)

Six Sentences on Sunday

sixsentences~*~Each Sunday, post six sentences from a writing project — published, in progress, for your cat — whatever.~*~

From Of Macaroni Art and Making Grown Men Cry:

“We looked it up, and it said that kids make macaroni art for Father’s Day.”

Wash rubs a growing pain between his eyes. It’s typically how all of his conversations go with Caboose. “Caboose, you’re not supposed to cook the macaroni first.”

Junior lets out a string of honks and blarghs. Wash doesn’t need to understand the words to get the meaning—Junior already tried to tell him that.

Red vs Blue fic: Of Macaroni Art and Making Grown Men Cry

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It’s Father’s Day, and Caboose has a plan. It goes about how you’d expect a Caboose plan to go, so Wash reluctantly comes to the rescue. Part of the retirement fluff series.
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Wash follows the smell of something burning into the kitchen. He takes in the scene—there is paper and markers and glitter strewn over the table, and a pot billowing thick black smoke. And in the middle of it all—Caboose and Junior.

“Caboose, what are you doing? You’re going to burn the entire base down.”

“Oh, it’s okay, Agent Washington. I took the batteries out of the smoke alarm, so it wouldn’t bother anyone.”

Wash stares. “That won’t stop-” He doesn’t bother to finish. Wash pulls the pot from the stove. He can’t tell what was even in it. “Were you hungry? You could have asked someone to make you guys lunch.” What does a Sangheili eat anyway?

“It’s Father’s Day!” Caboose says as if that explains anything.

“What?”

Caboose rolls his eyes like Wash is being the unreasonable one. “It’s Father’s Day, and I’m helping Junior make something for Tucker. Even if he is stupid.” He mutters the last part under his breath before putting on another glowing smile. “We looked it up, and it said that kids make macaroni art for Father’s Day.”

Wash rubs a growing pain between his eyes. It’s typically how all of his conversations go with Caboose. “Caboose, you’re not supposed to cook the macaroni first.”

Junior lets out a string of honks and blarghs. Wash doesn’t need to understand the words to get the meaning—Junior already tried to tell him that. Read more…

Six Sentence Sampler

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Slowly, the familiarity waned, and Gil pulled himself awake, slightly confused when he didn’t find himself in the greenhouse on Castle Wulfenbach. Or with Tarvek laying at his side, toes in the grass.

Just a dream, right.

With a heavy sigh, he sat up, stretching. The sent of wet grass hung in the air still from the open window near the bed.

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More Uncalled For Actions:

“But what?” He fiddled with the buttons on his coat, avoiding Tarvek’s eyes again. He hated being so insecure.

“But,” Tarvek said, grabbing Gil’s hand to get his attention, “too bad we already ate breakfast. It’s not really a picnic without food.”

Gil looked at their joined hands then slowly up to Tarvek’s smiling if blotchy face, relief filling him–maybe he hadn’t completely messed everything else.

Still at home waiting to hear back from my daughter that her labor has actually started. Last I heard, she was still 2cm after half the night. Going to try to get some sleep now.

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6/4/19

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More from part 17 of Uncalled For Actions:

“Talk to me, please.” Gil felt tears welling in his own eyes and blinked them away–Tarvek needed him to be the strong one now. “Did I do something wrong again? I don’t understand–you know I’m stupid when it comes to, well, being around people.”

Tarvek shook his head, apparently unable to answer then just walked right past Gil into the small forest. Gil followed a few feet behind, his bloody fingers worrying the edge of his waistcoat.

On a side note… I’m almost caught up with my backlog of sentences for this story. I got horribly behind in March and nearly caught up in April, but never got the last six days done. Then I took all of May off. I now have only two more days from April left to write and then I’ll be into the June sentences which are resetting back to one sentence on the 1st. That should be quick to catch up. I’m hoping to be back on track this weekend (with part 17 posted today).

Of course, my daughter is being induced tonight so who knows when this baby will get here and how that will throw a kink in the works.

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6/3/19

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From Uncalled For Actions:

He snatched Tarvek’s hand and started running, Tarvek struggling to keep up as usual. They wound their way out of the school and through the forbidden halls of Castle Wulfenbach, garnering some attention from the crew, but no one stopped them.

“Where are we going?” Tarvek finally asked when they started heading into a restricted area.

Gil tugged on his hand, but Tarvek dug his heels in, refusing to budge. “Don’t you trust me?” Gil asked, batting his extra-long lashes.

Tarvek chewed his lip for a moment like he was weighing his options or trying to decide if he did trust Gil–his hesitation hurt more than Gil wanted to admit.

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More Gil and Tarvek as kids from Uncalled For Actions:

Gil groaned–why was he being so difficult? “We’ll just say you thought you were better but you were wrong and felt icky after eating so went back to bed, okay?”

“Gil-”

“Come on, Tarvek, what’s one more day?”

Tarvek frowned at his bowl of fruit that he’d barely touched then sighed, letting Gil known he’d finally won. Gil pumped his fist in the air in celebration of his win.

Six Sentences on Sunday

sixsentences~*~Each Sunday, post six sentences from a writing project — published, in progress, for your cat — whatever.~*~

From Uncalled For Actions:

“Well, I think those memories were a little too much for Tarvek to manage yesterday–it happens when we’re away from our loved ones. They call it home-sickness.”

“Oh,” Gil said again even though he had no understanding of homesickness.  Castle Wulfenbach was the only home he knew, and there was no one here that he would miss if he left. Except Tarvek. The thought of being away from him even for one night left his stomach roiling and his heart aching.

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