Month: November 2015

NaNoWriMo 2015 The End

Posted November 30, 2015 by Lynn E. O'Connacht in My Work / 0 Comments

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NaNoWriMo 2015 Winner! Several shelves. The text 'NaNoWriMo Winner 2015' is stacked on them. The button shelf is filled with books, a bunny, glasses and a typewriter. There's also a trophy in the top right corner.

I HAVE TRIUMPHED! NaNoWriMo 2015 has come to an end (well, okay, not just yet), and I am VICTORIOUS despite everything in the second half of the month going wrong.

As of this writing, I have squeaked past the 50,000 words of my NaNoWriMo Rebelling month at 50,915 words. And I quit writing in the middle of the scene because I needed a bit of a break. (I.e. I can actually make it to fitness if I hurry up and write this entry quickly.)

I’m surprised to find myself having stuck to working on a single project. Most of my NaNoWriMo rebelling centred around rekeying just about everything I’d previously written. I’d have loved to have gotten further along in the story by adding 50,000 words of new scenes, but I’m afraid I’ve only got to about 40K of novel rather than the 65K I would’ve had to have ended up with. (My maths, it may be faulty.) But! The story is moving along and actual plot is happening.

I may tear it out entirely. I’ve reached another point where something is bothering me and I want to fix it before I go on, so that I don’t toss out a bajillion pages of narrative as no longer applicable. But hey I think I’m slowly reaching the halfway point? Maybe? I don’t know? I’m reaching a point where the action picks up and things start happening, anyway. Again, something about it is bothering me and it’s all too new for me to have figured out what. I think it’s just tone and execution, possibly build-up, more than “ZOMG! Wrong direction entirely!” so that’s good.

Here, have the final scene of NaNoWriMo scene-sharing. I may or may not keep it up in December.

I would be lying if I said that I did not remember much of the trip back to the castle. As a child, they felt like my final moments of freedom before returning to my confinement. How could I forget them? But I do not recall anything of particular significance happening. The stable boy still called me this way or that to show me something. He only once steered me away from my path deliberately, and it was easy enough to see why once he’d done so. I savoured those moments. I savour them still and find that these, more than any other moments in my childhood, are ones that I wish to keep to myself. There is nothing untoward in them. It merely does not feel right for me to share those moments with strangers, even like this. Besides, if my life has passed into story should I not allow the tellers some space for mysteries of their own invention?

Back at the castle, I did express my desire to go out again and I was delighted to hear the stable boy agree to take me. I did not know when or how to find him at the time, but I was young and confident, and I had felt the weight of my life’s expectations settle around my shoulders once more. I was home. I would be Princess Chrysanthemum come morning, come whenever I could find myself back in skirts or whenever I ran into someone asking me what I was doing wandering around the castle so late. Other people, I knew, were allowed to go wherever they wanted, to do whatever they wanted, if they woke up at night. I knew father would often continue his work, but I? I was supposed to stay confined in my rooms and to call for someone if I wanted something fetched from elsewhere.

I think almost everyone knew that I did not listen particularly well to that, though I was careful to restrict my movements between the small library and the kitchens. That way I could have the freedom I wanted and I would not scare everyone unduly by only having a few places in which I could be if it were ever necessary to look for me. It did not please mother, nor I imagine the guards, but it was a compromise that we could all live with.

I dared not think what mother would do if she discovered her daughter sneaking around the castle corridors in pants, so I sneaked back to my room, even ducking behind a tapestry where I knew a servant’s entrance was to avoid a patrolling guard. I made it unscathed and disrobed as quickly and quietly as I could before snuggling back into bed.

Next up: working on finishing this and one again multitasking by working on all the other pieces I have on my plate. XD

Hope everyone had a good November (or at least one better than mine) and is going to have a great December! Did you join NaNoWriMo 2015? How’d it go? Any favourite scenes in your stories?


Signalboost (and very brief NaNoWriMo 2015 commentary)

Posted November 29, 2015 by Lynn E. O'Connacht in Miscellaneous / 0 Comments


NaNoWriMo 2015 commentary first because brief: I am likely to squeak past the finish line thanks to family upheaval. Final update tomorrow!

Now for the signalboosting. Relatives of DW user Ysabetwordsmith have been left stranded partway home and could use some help. Ysabet’s post with more details is here, but I’ll quote the quote in it anyway.

The car is officially dead. It needs a replacement engine. As that’s not an expense we planned on, we could use some help. The mechanic is going to look around for used engines to put in, but realistically that’s going to cost over $1,000 in labor, regardless of the cost of the engine.
At this moment we are in Del Norte, Colorado, still very far from home and far from any large city. If you would like to help, you can donate via PayPal (link: ). If you can’t spare any change, you can share this post and ask others for their help.

As a minor update: From what I gather on the FB page, they’re now in Alburquerque.

DW user dialecticdreamer is running a Pay It Forward prompt call, offering to write fiction for anyone who has donated. (There’s an update here as well.)

(No, I’m not sure why it didn’t post like it was supposed to, but it’s live now?)

UPDATE! A new car has now been bought. Huzzah!


Film Talk: Pretty Guardian Sailormoon, Act 26

Posted November 24, 2015 by Lynn E. O'Connacht in Film & TV, Not-A-Review / 0 Comments


Pretty Guardian Sailormoon: Act 26 (PGSM 26)Plot Recap: Kunzite, having suspicions, teams up with Jadeite and set a trap for the senshi and tried to kill Sailormoon. Jadeite’s youma froze all the senshi except for Sailormoon and Kunzite was very intent on killing her. Tuxedo Mask got in the way of Kunzite’s blade, however, and died. This greatly upset Sailormoon because she watched her true love die (again) and awakened her senshi powers. Surprise! She’s actually the Moon Princess!

Also we’ve found the ginzuishou in one of her tears and all the magical energy restored Mamoru back to life and unfroze all the other senshi.

And that’s pretty much where we’re at, so let’s get on with the spoilers!

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Some Links and a Brief NaNoWriMo Update

Posted November 18, 2015 by Lynn E. O'Connacht in Miscellaneous, My Work / 0 Comments


NaNoWriMo Updates. An inkwell with the text 'NaNoWriMo' written on it.

Links first! Then a brief NaNoWriMo update.

Elizabeth Barrette is hosting a half-price sale for poetry in her Polychrome Heroics setting. Diverse superhero poetry galore! There’s also a special offer where, if you pay $100 or more, you get way more poetry as an extra.

Becca Lusher has recently released The Crying Child, the second book of her Icarus Child series. She’ll also be making Sisters of Icarus available for free in the upcoming days.

Now NaNoWriMo!

I’ve been hit fairly hard with unexpected things in everyday life, up to and including several Bad Brain Days. I have written! Something! But today marks the first day where I’m actually behind on the official NaNoWriMo goal because I spent the past few days tackling unexpected events that couldn’t wait or curled up with a book because self-care. (That said, if I counted the book burble I wrote yesterday for NaNo, I would totally still be on track. Just, but on track.)

So, with that in mind, I sadly have no new snippet to share with you all today. Today also sees me taking on a fair bit more work than was originally planned, so we’ll see how that goes. Tomorrow sees my mornings fill up with yet more work-related things that I cannot put aside. Joy.

But! I am halfway there and since I don’t write daily and the days that I do write see me comfortably to super-comfortably over the daily word count, I might yet make it. I don’t know. Stupid fatigue issues. How am I supposed to make a living writing when life conspires to make me too tired to connect words into sensible order? ><

In more positive news, I am super-excited about Becca’s new book. It’s one I haven’t had anything to do with, so the whole story will be entirely new. I may (may!) practice making pretty and shiny things on books by friends, which I am excited about. (The basics I can do. It’s the flourishes and the pretties that I wasn’t taught.) So there are good things in my life too. Despite what the bad brain days say, it’s not all doom and gloom.

It is tiring, though. >>


Film Talk: Pretty Guardian Sailormoon, Act 25

Posted November 17, 2015 by Lynn E. O'Connacht in Film & TV, Not-A-Review / 0 Comments


Pretty Guardian Sailormoon: Act 25 (PGSM 25)Plot Recap: Usagi has discovered Tuxedo Kamen’s identity! (At long last!) Kunzite has figured out something about Usagi and Usagi almost awoke as a senshi when Kunzite attacked her. (Well, he attacked Mamoru and she protected him from the hit.) It makes a nice change from Mamoru rescuing her, which he already wasn’t doing all that often.

Anyway! Onwards!

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NaNoWriMo 2015 Rebelling Day 11

Posted November 11, 2015 by Lynn E. O'Connacht in My Work / 0 Comments

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NaNoWriMo Updates. An inkwell with the text 'NaNoWriMo' written on it.

And then I fell off the writing wagon again for a few days. Yesterday was just filled to the brim with errands and when I could sit down to work on anything, not even “Just one sentence” managed to get anything written. It was… the kind of day I was dreading having in November. The kind of day where I had nothing but my brain to blame for not writing and perhaps not even that. Perhaps just imposter syndrome.

Today… did not help with the latter fears because damn. It’s been good so far today. I’d managed to rebuild some of my buffer in my last update. I had enough that I could, theoretically, take the two days off without writing anything and be fine as long as I wrote something today.

Did I ever. So far, my word count stands at 8,000+ for the day and it’s not over yet. I do need to leave the computer soon to get ready for my dayjob/dayhobby and I’ve just been handed more hours. (Because I really wanted more hours in my evening dedicated to working that job! Mixed blessings, mixed blessings.) That’s why I’m updating right now and not nearer the end of my day.

I am… gobsmacked at today’s writing session. Yes, much of it was still completely reworking stuff I’d already rewritten to include the scenes and information I condensed the first time around, but.

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Film Talk: Pretty Guardian Sailormoon, Act 24

Posted November 10, 2015 by Lynn E. O'Connacht in Film & TV, Not-A-Review / 0 Comments


Pretty Guardian Sailormoon: Act 24 (PGSM 24)Plot Recap: Mamoru is definitely Endymion and he has some shady past with Beryl and the shitennou. Is he the enemy after all?! And Nephrite has tried to kill Dark Mercury! Also Mars managed to ask Usagi for help and awakened some of her senshi powers because of it and Minako, it is implied, has six months left to live due to something in her brain. (Presumably a brain tumor?)

Onwards, though! To discovering Mamoru’s past!

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NaNoWriMo 2015 Rebelling Day 8

Posted November 8, 2015 by Lynn E. O'Connacht in My Work / 0 Comments

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NaNoWriMo Updates. An inkwell with the text 'NaNoWriMo' written on it.

Today saw me worse off than yesterday. Meaning I spent most of it asleep and/or too nauseous to sit at a computer, but I seem to be past the worst of the cold now. (Good, I have stuff I need to do on Monday that need to be done on said Monday.)

But! Once I started to feel better again, I managed to write another scene. Made a fair few changes, not that anyone save a grand total of two people will know what I’ve changed in the first place. I’m not doing so well at this talking about the writing thing that’s half the reason I’m sharing excerpts this month, am I?

Um, um, um. This was supposed to be a sweet, fluffy little demisexual romance of not a whole lot of seriousness and I’m not sure where it’s going now. It’ll still be a sweet, fluffy romance, but it seems to be wanting a bit more present setting than I’d anticipated on it having? Insofar as that makes sense. I’m mostly just trying to get back to the fluffy romance bit and not the princess-in-training bits, although if I could get some of the additional information into it that would be nice. I was having fun playing with fairytales and now she’s not letting me get the information into the narratives. *sulks*

Anyway! Today’s excerpt.

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NaNoWriMo 2015 Rebelling Day 7

Posted November 7, 2015 by Lynn E. O'Connacht in My Work / 0 Comments

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Day 7! What happened to days 4-6, Lynn? Well, they got et by circumstances. Mostly a cold. I spent the past couple of days just about able to function of reading and interacting with people in any sensible way.

So I elected to make use of my existing buffer and focus on things that weren’t writing that needed doing anyway. Mostly this didn’t happen either, but hey I got to deal with the shinies of the new logo? There was that, at least! I elected to spend my down time trying to do some of the things that would need to be done anyway and didn’t require as much brain power/concentration as writing.

And today, after spending much of the day still dealing with the lingering effects of the cold, I finally wrote again. Huzzah! I wrote over 2,000 words, even, so I am faintly comfortably back on track. I have no idea if I like the words, but they’re written and at the moment I don’t actually hate them? Yet. I may hate them tomorrow. Or when I revise properly. But for now they’re okay.

Have an excerpt, then! Because excerpts are fun!

“My Eyljnî,” he said, and my body froze. I thought my heart would not beat again. No one ever used that name for me. It was always the formal form, Chrysanthemum, and never the intimate, the familiar address that my father used now. It had been years since I had heard it. I had grown accustomed to the idea that only Sionen ever used it and only, only, on rare occasion, when she desperately wanted to catch my intention or, more likely, to convey that what she was to say was strictly between us as friends. She was always proper, this way. And now here, in the flickering light of a hearth and sconces, my father had used it when he had never done so before.

“Yes, father?” I managed, though my voice was little more than a squeak, a whisper, a tiny thing. It was enough to convince my body that it could breathe again, that the world had not ended upon the utterance of a single word.

“Are you happy?”

It was not the question I had been expecting, though it has been so long and the moment so strange that I do not know what I was expecting. “Yes, father.” What else could I have said? “I believe so.”

And if you’re curious the actual amount of writing I’ve done for the story now stands at 9,047 words. This is below where NaNoWriMo would have me be if I weren’t rebelling, but I’m about to go back to rekeying a section that just requires more detailed expansion, so if I can get in a good day’s work tomorrow I should be back on track for this count as well.

And… that’s it for me. I’ve actually been having a fair bit of luck going to bed early. It’s possible that I should be working on my sleeping routine more and just accept that I’m better of as someone up so early she makes morning larks look like late risers. I’m not sure if I am, but it’s worth a try? Maybe? (I don’t want to be up that early, but, being poorly, it’s what I’ve been doing and it seems to be not that terrible for my energy levels?)