[Fic Frenzy] Word Count

DAY 1

Word Count: 1,123
Dedication: Dismal
Quantity: Dismal
Quality: Pretty good.
Written:
Part of Untitled Barton Hall Story
Library of Winds prompt: Warren -- Want

Notes: Right. From now on, unless there are extenuating circumstances, I stop writing every night at 10pm. And post my word count. And then suck it up if I completely failed to write anything that day, because, really. After 10pm is RP time and I get depressed and maudlin about my writing late at night anyway.

Yes, this is yesterday's word count, I've been at work all day today. May's wordcount sucks undead monkey turds. Hopefully June's will be better. I may have to revise some project goals since the source material for onet hing I wanted to do won't be in till July. Meh.

Still. At least I'm coming along with the goal of doing prompts every day.

[Fic Frenzy] Word Count

DAY 2

Word Count: 2,309
Dedication: Good
Quantity: Poor
Quality: Pretty good.
Written:
Part of Untitled Barton Hall Story Sucker Love
Part of Incubus (Barton Hall)
Ficlet for Star


Notes: Not too bad. I didn't get as much done as I expected, but I also got dragged out for a Zim and taco marathon. Zim, taco, and cupcakes. "I miss my cupcake."

I did get a little further in Sucker Love, which needs a title change but that'll do for now, and figured out one of the characters. Which is good. I got a non-prompt for Star done. Mostly, though, Barton Hall. So, have a cookie!


"Rough night?"

Will was grinning when he ran across Paige, her hair in her cereal and her head in her hands. It was a perfectly normal posture for breakfast, and this happened to be lunch they were eating. Or staring at, in her case.

"Shut up," she mumbled, making her hand move and pick up the spoon, dip it into the cereal. There it stayed, and her hair stayed floating between a few cornflake islands.

Will grinned, taking a huge bite of his sandwich and chewing it with enthusiasm just to show he was more awake than she was. She didn't react, although from the look on her face she would have liked to have had the energy to. He wolfed through about half of his sandwich before starting to wonder if maybe something really was wrong.