Sick. Ugh. Up at 2 last night/ this morning when my brain switched on. Wife and I passed like zombie ships in the night as she tended to sick kids (while sick) and I retreated to the office to let her sleep. Traded places at 5 when I woke up on the office floor and stumbled to bed; she went to my office futon because I was snoring. Sorry babe.

Writing while sick is an exercise all to itself. I get inside my head and start to wonder if I’m over the top on some things or ignoring others. It’s like writing in bullet-time (think The Matrix) only reversed; instead of time slowing and letting me dodge bullets, it shoots past me while I peck at two or three keys. I don’t recommend it as an experience worth repeating or even doing.

Word count increased as the Sudafed kicked in. Hopefully it fits the rhythm of everything before it. Will learn tomorrow. Tonight is for some serious rest and relaxation. Ugh.

Going into this challenge, I was relatively blind. I knew the general backstory to my fictional land and a few of the cities that would be important to the story, but that’s about it. What I didn’t know was how to differentiate the book, how to make it unique in the fantasy realm.  Would there be magic?  Gods?  Wizards?  Dragons?  I wasn’t sure, so instead of letting myself get bogged down in the fear, I just let it ride. Go get it, brain! 

It did. I think I have a workable framework for moving things forward both in the sprint and the marathon stages. Super excited to see if it works and if I can pull it off. Should be fun.

Oh, and word count increased yet again.