Thursday, May 14, 2009


That is the number of words that I managed to pump out about my salamander. It is a satisfactory number, although I wish I could have reached it sooner.

Of course, there is editing to be done yet. I'll wait until the whole of The Project is completed before worrying about editing though, unless I find that editing needs to happen to unstick me should I get stuck in the writing process. But since the salamander doesn't have that much bearing on the remainder of the story being told, it should be okay lying fallow for a while.

I think, despite my muchly diminished energy supply [when will I ever learn that caffeine is well and truly NOT my friend?], I will plot out the urchin's story tonight. I have a name for the urchin, but I'm not in love with it anymore. So I will have to think on that some.

Or I'll just use the name that I have. Maybe it will re-grow on me once I'm actually using it within a body of text.


Ethanael said...

I like 1175, but not as much as I like pie.

Sarah K said...

Pie is much tastier than most numbers I know.