February 19th, 2019

Oh. Dear. God. Yesterday I managed to do what I said I would here: I wrote 1,000 new words of Volcano. That feels great. You know what doesn’t feel great? Only finding out your arch nemesis ten years into your writing training.

Thing.

Oh lordy, so I overuse this word and its demon offspring far worse than I feared. I knew I used it and shouldn’t, in the same way I use far too many adverbs – or, well any adverbs. Don’t use adverbs kids. But thing, things and something turn out to be the unholy trinity I did not appreciate until now.

Over 500 words in Unreachable. That’s one in one hundred and fifty words. That’s one every two paragraphs on average. That’s, awful. I am cringing and I can’t believe I’ve exposed people to that.

So tonight, I am issuing a premature pardon: I will type up words of Volcano to reach target if I fail with Unreachable. And before I do, I’m purging EVERY SINGLE INSTANCE OF THE WORD “THING”  FROM UNREACHABLE.

And, then tomorrow lets do 1,000 words of Chapter 5. And book some therapy. Over 500. It’s a good thing – ARGH – I’m going to the hospital tomorrow because I feel sick right now.