Current Word Count: 34,510
Sorry about no post last night. Thought I’d do two to make up for it.
Crushed it yesterday with over 4,000 words–best day in a long, long time. Really excited going into Act 2, very pleased with the draft of Act 1 now completed. There will be editing…but that’s a December thing. For now, propelling the story forward is the goal. So let me give you a taste of what’s been written over the past few days…
I awoke in a dark, damp…space. I had no idea the size of the room, as the darkness was so complete, it didn’t really matter if my eyes were open or shut.
A dirt floor lay beneath me, and the coolness of it felt wonderful against my temple. Somewhere in the distance I could hear the slow, echoing reverberations of water dripping at a constant rate–three seconds between drips, I counted. I sat up, and regretted it immediately as my headache spiked. I sat, rocking for a few minutes as the pain subsided to a dull ache, willing the urge to vomit from the pain to recede with headache. Finally, I was able to move. I felt around and came upon a rock wall. It felt fairly smooth, as if it had been mostly carved from the bedrock, but never finished.
“Not sure if this is real, or another dream,” I muttered aloud. My voice sounded slurred, like I’d finished half a bottle of Jack.
There was and electrical sound–a pop and hiss. “This is real Symon. Sorry for the accommodations, but bringing you here hadn’t been the original plan. And we were followed…”