naomi_jay: (<lj user="scarlite">)

(From King Missile's album "Failure.")

So, I haven't quite made the target for NaNo. I was close - oh so close - but I've just too many other things going on to dedicate all the time it needed. My personal life has been a mess for the past few months and it's taken me way too long to make the decisions necessary to sort it out. But now I have, even if one of those decisions was to go back on antidepressants. I'm confident it won't be for long this time, and even if I didn't get to 50k on Death for the Born, I've still got the first half of what I think is a pretty decent book.

And there's always next year! 

Anyway, enough of my moping, how did all the other NaNo-ers and Pico-ers out there do?

In the mean time, my interview with Midnight Times is tomorrow. I'm pretty excited! I feel like I'm actually making progress as a writer!

naomi_jay: (meathiel)
Total wordcount: 28132. I'm still about 6k behind where I should be, but I'm actually at home this weekend for a change, so I'll be waaaaaaay ahead again by Monday.

Reeking of awesomeness: Nicomedes pitches an opium-fuelled fit and throws Yasmin across a room after slicing his face open with his nails. Eeeeewwww.

Reeking of sucktitude: Devlin is a crappy name for a vampire.

Private dicking: Yasmin to Ethan: "You're not big on subtlety, are you?
                              Ethan to Yasmin: "I can't even spell it."

Tonight I am mostly listening to: Johnny Cash - American IV: The Man Comes Around

Cripply hand status: It hurts! My arm aches so much. It'll be back to physio for me if this keeps up.

naomi_jay: (ceiling cat)
 Last week was my mum's 50th birthday, and my older brother brought her a day at a spa for two. We went along yesterday and ZOMG, it was soooooooooooo nice. We had free run of the swimming pool, jacuzzi, sauna and steam room all morning, a free lunch, a massage and a facial in the afternoon. Sooooooooo nice. I need a sauna and a jacuzzi of my own. Donations to my email addres, kthx.

Anyway, when I got home and after I washed the chlorine out of my hair, I did a marathon NaNo session and here are the factz:

Total wordcount: 25010

Enter, stage left: Devlin, a vampire Immaculate.

Reeking of awesomeness: Yasmin kills a ghoul by punching it in the nose.

Reeking of sucktitude: I've introduced a sexy vampire, oh noes.

Private dicking: Ethan to Yasmin: "How do you think I got it, huh? I'm a PI, I got contacts. That's what you got when you're a PI, contacts and guns."

Tonight I am mostly listening to: 30secondstomars - A Beautiful Lie

Cripply Hand Status: Utterly knackered after last night. My arm aches and my wrist is stiff.
naomi_jay: (<lj user="zar_roc">)
Total wordcount: 18202. I fell way behind this weekend thanks to a combination of birthdays and going back on antidepressants. My plan is to be ahead of schedule again by Friday, especially given that I won't be able to write over the weekend ... again.

Reeking of awesomeness: Pretty much everything Ethan says or does.

Reeking of sucktitude: There's absolutely no chemistry between Yasmin and the supposed love interest.

Private dicking: Ethan to Yasmin: "I'm gonna do some sleuthing, you know? Some private dicking."

Tonight I am mostly listening to: Less Than Jake - Anthem.

Cripply hand status: Not too bad. It's had a five-day break, which it badly needed.
naomi_jay: (<lj user="cherryromance">)
 I'm about half way through Philippa Gregory's The Other Boleyn Girl (thank you for recommending it, Leanne!) and loving it. It's reminding me why I loved history so much at school. It's also making me kind of worried about the upcoming film version, with Natalie Portman and Scarlet Johansson. I saw Elizabeth: The Golden Age last week, and although it was a fabulous film, they really had played fast and loose with some of the historical elements. I mean, it's been a few years since I did history, but I'm pretty sure Sir Walter Raleigh wasn't at sea when the Spanish Armada thing went down. So yeah, I am worried how the Tudor court will fair on the big screen. Especially as (and no offence to my American brethren) I can't really buy Scarlet Johansson as an English rose. She just looks too much like a twenty-first century girl.

I also saw a trailer for Beowulf, which I really wanted to see up until that moment. Why anyone would think Ray Winston capable of portraying himself as anything other than a gruff, stocky Cockney is beyond me. It was bad enough when he was Henry VIII ("Oi, Kafferine! Gimme a son!") but a viking?!?

Anyway, here are your intermittant NaNo stats:

Total wordcount: 14338

Enter, stage left: Ethan Banning, PI! He smokes, he swears, he says things like "look lady, you better not be bullshitting me." *I heart private eyes*

Reeking of awesomeness: Yasmin spends some time in the spectral realm, Nicomedes has pet snakes called Cerelia and Vespa.

Reeking of sucktitude: I've belatedly realised my spectral realm is heavily influenced by Soul Reaver. I feel I should be over my obsession with that game by now. And yet...

Tonight I am mostly listening to: Caroline Lavelle - Brilliant Midnight.
 
Crippley hand status: My right wrist is very tender and it's painful to push doors open with it.
naomi_jay: (woman on cliff)
 Total wordcount: 10,122

Enter, stage left: Nicomedes - albino Lich Lord/opium addict, Emma Truman - half succubus, half human, Alex Tremain - mysterious teacher/potential love interest.

Reeking of awesomeness: Nicomedes lives in a seedy jazz club called Suicide Notes.

Reeking of sucktitude: Yasmin indulges in way too much waffle about how haunted Shoregrave is.

Typo of the day: "Bugs scuttled into cracks and cervixes." 

Tonight I am mostly listening to: Bat for Lashes - Fur and Gold.
naomi_jay: (<lj user="arewar">)

Total word count: 2,222

Reeking of awesomeness: They were disgusting creatures, the Revenants. Brutes, deserving of nothing but brutality. This one had been a pretty woman in life, I saw. Blonde hair fell across her chalk-white face, framing high cheekbones and pouty lips. Death hadn’t completely destroyed her looks, but it had sharpened them, honed then into something hard and cold.

Reeking of sucktitude: I shoved the corpse off of me and rose slowly, savouring the thrill of strength riding through me

Inadvertently misleading prose: I shoved the corpse off of me and rose. Not actually a reference to necrophilia.

naomi_jay: (inspiration)
 

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So anyway, NaNo kicks off tomorrow and what have I agreed to do in the evening? Go to the pub! Way to go, me. Luckily I figure I can still squeeze in an hour's writing somewhere in the evening. I'll have to, because on Friday I'm ... going to the pub! Damn you, friends who insist on staying in touch with me/leaving your jobs. Damn you all.

(Not really. Really I love you.)
 

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