It was easier to blog about writing my shorter stuff. A couple of weeks as I finished up Templar’s Gate or the time it took to write and edit Dark Awakenings went by pretty fast, and I always had some progress to announce. Now working on my novel it’s a much different pace.
To some extent I am working harder, and producing more than I was back a month ago, but because there is so much more to produce in a 110,000 word novel, time seems to be crawling, and progress seems so much slower.
I’m not discouraged, and I’m not giving up. I’m convinced that Amulet of the Fallen God is a great story, that I really need to write. I get an average of 1000 to 2000 words a day, most days, and the story is unfolding in ways I never imagined. Characters are taking on lives of their own and the story gets richer and richer.
Only this morning I discovered that the elf king is mad (crazy mad, not angry mad), the elf mage, Emrilok, took the rap for his brother Fuesar, and that halflings did indeed survive the Gods War. Yesterday I did not know that. Tomorrow I find out just what made the king go mad. I think I know, but I’m never sure until I get there.
But, while little stuff like that is fun, when I look at the overall progress of the book (only about 1/3 done with the first draft) I see how far I have to go yet. In about a week it looks like my adventurers will have a huge mountain to climb. I know exactly what they feel like.
Still no word on the two pieces I have out, but I keep my fingers crossed.