As I mentioned elsewhere, yesterday, I need to write eight scenes (now seven-and-a-half) and a wrap-up in order to finish a Compleat Draft of Carousel Seas. I spent some time yesterday mapping out those scenes (which is how I know that the number is eight), and everything seems solid, all the way to the finish line.
In other news, we need to go to town today, to take on groceries. We had been going to go to breakfast, but suddenly! realized! that? Today is Mother’s Day. So, Steve is prepping for Omelets at Home, which will be very pleasant, and then we’ll go grocery shopping.
Fans of Mozart will be pleased to know that he’s back on the case. Here he is, already at work on the pages I wrote yesterday:
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Progress on Carousel Seas
67,842/100,000 words OR 67.84% complete
I felt it then, the weight on the land. The same weight, I was certain, that I’d felt before. Slowly, I turned toward it. As before he-or-she was located in the blackness of the alley between the Sun Wheel and the carousel’s storm wall.
“I’m glad you came back,” I said softly, while I sent warm tidings and promises of safety through the land. “Please don’t run away. I’m Kate Archer, the guardian. I’d like to see you, and to get to know you; to serve you, if I may.”
As on the previous occasion, the weight shifted on the land. I had the impression that whoever it was had come one or even two cautious steps in my direction.
Which was approximately when all hell broke loose.