Yeah buddy!

Yesterday was awesome! I took a laptop to the library and typed till my head was swimming. Then I walked around a little bit, came back and wrote a while longer, because apparently my mind wasn't done, yet. *g*

Kate was confused about some motivations, and found a couple of typos. She's really interested in Tran, who disappears from the book after chapter one, so it's not that important to know him that well.

I typed a couple of pages on the Kelsey and Grandma Opal go into the bomb shelter, pages I've been meaning to get to but haven't. It felt great! I even named the cat on the run and decided to keep the name because it's cute and fits a seaside town: Skiff.

Then I closed the laptop and pulled out my bowling pencil to make notes, and wrote a whole nuther half page! Awesome! And you know, I whiz away typing in this blog and the language is easy to read and not stilted. I'm still trying to learn how to JUST TYPE when I'm writing so I can approach the same level of easy confidence. Because when I'm WRITING, the words become cramped and lame and often don't make sense. I *like* to read my journaling, but sometimes reading my fiction is painful. My biggest goal - after actually FINISHING the book - is to achieve that easy going nature in my fiction. I believe Kate called it, "Lean and mobile, so it reads fast".

Further down the blog I see I was writing about putting a really cool and confident character in the situation of Zombie Apocolypse, and it suddenly occurs to me that I have done that, briefly. I don't even remember his name, but when I re-wrote Dead City in that screenwriting class, there was a guy in it who took to apocolypse like a duck to water. So what happened to him? I killed him to end the prologue. ;-)