Writing: 1,161 words
My words are born pregnant.
I wrote yesterday that I had "one more section to write for the Tetraplex sequence," and that I expected that section "to be a bit shorter than its predecessors." But I am gradually discovering that, like the 20th Century Italian auteur Federico Fellini, I'm a born liar. I'm a writer, after all; lying is my stock-in-trade. But as long as I always deliver my truth wrapped up inside this web of lies, and as long as I never deny that I'm lying, I'll be perfectly content to confabulate with abandon.
I did manage to finish that final section of the Tetraplex sequence yesterday, except that, in defiance of my projection, it multiplied into two sections, each of which was longer than any of their predecessors, totaling of 1,362 words. However, 201 of those words were pulled from an earlier section of the manuscript, giving me a net increase of 1,161 words last night. That brings the Tetraplex scene - I don't know why I just can't make myself call these sequences "chapters" - to 5,559 words in nine sections, and that rounds out my contiguous manuscript at 80,608 words.
In other news: I am immensely satisfied with the outcome of the Glee Project. I daresay that I got exactly what I had hoped for, and the finale still managed to exceed my expectations. I had been rooting for the performer who wound up winning since the "Pairability" episode, and I held a special affinity for the runner-up that was unexpectedly rewarded with the surprise that followed the announcement of the winner.
I wrote yesterday that I had "one more section to write for the Tetraplex sequence," and that I expected that section "to be a bit shorter than its predecessors." But I am gradually discovering that, like the 20th Century Italian auteur Federico Fellini, I'm a born liar. I'm a writer, after all; lying is my stock-in-trade. But as long as I always deliver my truth wrapped up inside this web of lies, and as long as I never deny that I'm lying, I'll be perfectly content to confabulate with abandon.
I did manage to finish that final section of the Tetraplex sequence yesterday, except that, in defiance of my projection, it multiplied into two sections, each of which was longer than any of their predecessors, totaling of 1,362 words. However, 201 of those words were pulled from an earlier section of the manuscript, giving me a net increase of 1,161 words last night. That brings the Tetraplex scene - I don't know why I just can't make myself call these sequences "chapters" - to 5,559 words in nine sections, and that rounds out my contiguous manuscript at 80,608 words.
In other news: I am immensely satisfied with the outcome of the Glee Project. I daresay that I got exactly what I had hoped for, and the finale still managed to exceed my expectations. I had been rooting for the performer who wound up winning since the "Pairability" episode, and I held a special affinity for the runner-up that was unexpectedly rewarded with the surprise that followed the announcement of the winner.