Much less progress to report this week, mostly because my writing time went primarily towards trying to get my submission for January's Elegant Literature contest into some kind of halfway decent shape. That would be less frustrating if the effort was successful, but it was not.
I'm still struggling with how to rewrite the idea I have for January's Elegant Literature contest. I've now tried it as epistolary, as an in-world artifact, and as a traditional narrative, so we'll see what I come up with to try next week.
I have been challenged. Specifically, I have been challenged by my wife to write a funny story involving a wizard who enslaves people with bread. We'll see how I do with Lord of the Levain.
With Blood Magic finished, I am moving onto a new project. The official announcement will come near the end of January, but I'm not waiting until then to start writing.
Did I do it? Did I stick the landing on this three-year series, some three hundred sixty thousand words of story? Only you, dear reader, can answer that question, but I think I might have done it.
It might sound from those two paragraphs like I don't think this story is any good, which is not true - it is quite enjoyable, for all my above griping and critiquing.
Although I did not finish Blood Magic in time for last week’s update, that was a matter of barely, because I finished the final five thousand words on Monday.
Is Blood Magic done yet? Well, no. Not quite. I know I said it might happen this week, but that was always an outside chance, as I had quite a bit of story left to write.
Is this doing that thing that authors are always accused of, where I fake readers out with a character's 'death' only to have them return later? Not exactly.
As predicted, I did not manage to finish Balancing Act this week, although I did get about three thousand more words written.