I’ve made little headway with my work in progress this week, but 5647 words is nothing to turn my nose up at. On a personal front, I have made a lot of progress on the wedding preparations. I’m allowing myself to take time out to sort essential wedding stuff because it has dawned on us that we have just 68 days until the big day. We have family panicking around us, but surprisingly, we’re pretty laid back about the whole thing. I think it’s time we got our asses into gear.
I am at an important part of the narrative, and desperate to move the story on further to see how certain plot bunnies unravel. Hopefully, next week will produce a higher word count, and I will understand more about where the narrative is headed.
Excerpt from this weeks writing:
A sudden, screaming pain rages through my skull. “I don’t know- what is – what’s happening? It hurts,” I shriek. The pain sears, blurring my vision. “It really hurts,” I cry, grasping at my skull. The room starts to shake, everyone staggers, and the chairs upturn. I stumble, and both Jude and Cooper catch me, lowering me to the floor.
“What the hell is wrong with her?”Cooper asks, fighting to stay upright. “Why does this keep happening?”
What does he mean ‘keep happening’? My vision blurs to nothing more than dull light and shadows.
Excerpts are the works of K.J.Chapman