(For everyone else, I advise bracing yourself for a little numerical
mayhem. I have no idea if the following will help a single creative soul out
there, but I wouldn’t be foolhardy Chloe if I didn’t try.)
Ok, here we go…
After days of extensive administrative hanky-panky with The Hushing
Days, the following hard data has come to light:
a.) My first mainstream romance novel has lost 2 of its planned 21
chapters. This was not intentional. In fact, I spent two hours searching for
them under the couch to no avail.
b.) Out of the approximate 60 scenes outlined for the Revolutionary
War-era drama, all but 18 now have extensive wordage attached to them. The
untouched 18 are scattered randomly throughout the story like seeds in the
wind. What this says about my creative process/psychological state I wisely
choose not to contemplate.
c.) Despite all the technical haggling of the last few days, the story’s
core 6 brothers have remained 6. Earlier, if you recall, I considered rubbing
the youngest sibling out of existence (a bit of total-character-number panic,
there.) Well, Leo has not only survived, he has begun to thrive in his
supporting character role. Who knew?
Hopefully some insight can be gleamed from this.
But since that is probably not the case and now that I’ve completely
wasted approximately 23 seconds of your life, I will bid you adieu.
Until tomorrow…
Chloe
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