1. What are your writing goals for the week? (projects to finish, word counts, etc?) Minimum 1,000 words a day. I want to finish my hp_prisonerfest which I am struggling with and work on anything else on my TO DO LIST (http://wintervixen86.livejournal.com/33078.html)
2. What is your goal for the day? 5k :)
3. Will you be working on a single project or multiple projects? Multiple. A mix of fanfiction and original.
4. Are you participating in any fests, exchanges or challenges? Yes. Oh my god, so many. See TO DO LIST (http://wintervixen86.livejournal.com/33078.html)
5. Have you made any progress or had any pitfalls? I've made heaps of progress this year so far. I'm up to date, haven't needed any extensions. I was in Melbourne last week for the tennis, so I couldn't write as much as I wanted, but I am still up to take with my getyourwordsout pledge.
6. Do you have any snippets to share? From my original fic:
Teal looked around the club. It was close to three in the morning and Villenova was packed. Hiding in the shadows on the far side of the room, Teal watched with barely suppressed revulsion as sweaty bodies writhed together on the dance floor, washing down drugs with alcohol and anything else that happened to be cheap and making its rounds. Teal spotted pills, powder and liquids in various colours, sometimes being dealt but mostly just passed from hand to hand. Sharing was evidently caring at Villenova.
As far as nightclubs went, it wasn’t the seediest room she had ever been in. Villenova catered for a younger clientele and Teal could almost feel the unleashed excitement that hovered in the air. There was nothing quite like a room of recently deceased twenty-something’s hyped up on the type of narcotics that could be bought and sold freely without anyone else saying otherwise. Teal imagined that could be somewhat liberating after a lifetime of rules and obligations, but these souls weren’t here to party, they were here to forget.
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Minimum 1,000 words a day. I want to finish my
2. What is your goal for the day?
5k :)
3. Will you be working on a single project or multiple projects?
Multiple. A mix of fanfiction and original.
4. Are you participating in any fests, exchanges or challenges?
Yes. Oh my god, so many. See TO DO LIST (http://wintervixen86.livejournal.com/33078.html)
5. Have you made any progress or had any pitfalls?
I've made heaps of progress this year so far. I'm up to date, haven't needed any extensions. I was in Melbourne last week for the tennis, so I couldn't write as much as I wanted, but I am still up to take with my
6. Do you have any snippets to share?
From my original fic:
Teal looked around the club. It was close to three in the morning and Villenova was packed. Hiding in the shadows on the far side of the room, Teal watched with barely suppressed revulsion as sweaty bodies writhed together on the dance floor, washing down drugs with alcohol and anything else that happened to be cheap and making its rounds. Teal spotted pills, powder and liquids in various colours, sometimes being dealt but mostly just passed from hand to hand. Sharing was evidently caring at Villenova.
As far as nightclubs went, it wasn’t the seediest room she had ever been in. Villenova catered for a younger clientele and Teal could almost feel the unleashed excitement that hovered in the air. There was nothing quite like a room of recently deceased twenty-something’s hyped up on the type of narcotics that could be bought and sold freely without anyone else saying otherwise. Teal imagined that could be somewhat liberating after a lifetime of rules and obligations, but these souls weren’t here to party, they were here to forget.