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tsukinofaerii) wrote2010-11-15 09:29 pm
tsukinofaerii) wrote2010-11-15 09:29 pm
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Scoooooooooore! \o/
Today was made difficult by distractions. It seemed like my coworkers would not stop talking. (sigh) But I managed to hit my chosen goal by the time work was done (seriously, slow day was slow), and have been letting myself goof off as a reward. I hate my story slightly less, mostly because of a completely gratuitous moment I got to write today. But my arms still hurt. 
After this, I shall seek vetwrap and, possibly, some sort of ointment. (Hidden benefit of living with an elderly person. There are always things like Bengay and Icy-Hot around.)
In other news, I got my![[community profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/community.png)
cap_ironman fic exchange prompts! (cuddles them) I already know which one I am doing, and may use planning it in order to give my brain occasional breaks. Not too much. Word count for my NaNo story is still a push this month. I want to either finish this thing in November or see how high I can get it in 30 days. (gulp) I am also thinking of doing a multi-media project that will involve audio, manips and fic, worked into a seamless whole in an attempt to get a one-shot blackout on my fanbingo card. Once started, this will take effort, careful scripting, and a full flexing of my multimedia skills. Before started, this will take the acquisition of multimedia skills.;;
Drum roll, please! (Dah-dah-dah-dah-dah-dah) Today, my word count reached...
50,085 words!
Last year, I hit my 50k on the 15th too. Next year, maybe I will aim for the 14th, or the 16th to keep from developing a pattern. I only wrote 2,943 words, but hey! I topped 50k. :D
Since I'm past the big five-oh, I am still going to keep track of what I write in numbers, but I will post excepts at a whim. At least one a day. IDK how long this will go on. I still have quite a bit of in-fic time before I can get to the climax. When I go back through on the revisions, I will have to take a look at tightening it up quite a lot.
After this, I shall seek vetwrap and, possibly, some sort of ointment. (Hidden benefit of living with an elderly person. There are always things like Bengay and Icy-Hot around.) In other news, I got my
cap_ironman fic exchange prompts! (cuddles them) I already know which one I am doing, and may use planning it in order to give my brain occasional breaks. Not too much. Word count for my NaNo story is still a push this month. I want to either finish this thing in November or see how high I can get it in 30 days. (gulp) I am also thinking of doing a multi-media project that will involve audio, manips and fic, worked into a seamless whole in an attempt to get a one-shot blackout on my fanbingo card. Once started, this will take effort, careful scripting, and a full flexing of my multimedia skills. Before started, this will take the acquisition of multimedia skills.;;Drum roll, please! (Dah-dah-dah-dah-dah-dah) Today, my word count reached...
Last year, I hit my 50k on the 15th too. Next year, maybe I will aim for the 14th, or the 16th to keep from developing a pattern. I only wrote 2,943 words, but hey! I topped 50k. :D
Since I'm past the big five-oh, I am still going to keep track of what I write in numbers, but I will post excepts at a whim. At least one a day. IDK how long this will go on. I still have quite a bit of in-fic time before I can get to the climax. When I go back through on the revisions, I will have to take a look at tightening it up quite a lot.
Images like yesterday hovered just behind his eyes, ready to spring forward. Steve gripped the edge of the table and focused on breathing and keeping down his dinner. "Tony...."
"Yes?"
German accent. He had a German accent. No, no, not German. New York. Breathing was hard again, and the pounding in his head had developed a rhythm. Steve didn't open his eyes to look at Tony, afraid that if he did he wouldn't see him. "I think—I think you need to put me back in the cuffs."
Tony's skin glittered in the sun, sending back a brilliant, rainbow colored array of sparkles every time he moved even a little. Wanda's hand hovered over his bare chest, feeling the hot summer sunlight rebounding off of it. If she squinted, she could just make out Tony's skin behind the glimmer, without a sign of flames, or even a slight charring, like she'd come to expect from vampires exposed to sunlight.
When she pressed her hand down, she nearly burned herself.
"I know that I'm in excellent shape for a dead man," Tony's voice said, muffled and indistinct as he obviously tried to speak without opening his mouth any great amount. "But can you please not grope me when I'm down?"