We’ve been dealing with Fay all day. Internet on and off, power on and off. Mostly on, and the big issue is rain, of which we’re getting a lot. But we’ve got the tornado watch too until this evening.
Lots of fun.
Writing-wise, I’m STILL writing lesson seven, (and saving frequently) which is all about how to plan a novel without getting sucked into the whole worldbuilding, storybuilding time sink. It’s an enormous lesson, and I’ve logged nightmare hours this week working on it. I’m trying in vain to remember what regular sleep is like.
BUT…. I love what I’m getting.
The lesson itself is done. And I only have two more modules on developing just the critical parts of the story in planning (of the eight) to go.
When I laid this course out, I thought each week would have just one technique. Hell, I thought I’d be working forty-hour weeks at most. Hah. I think so far, I may have had one week with just one technique, and my average work-week has been 60 hours.
I keep telling myself the prep work is the most massive part of this, and that when we get into acutally writing, my schedule will get more sane.
At this point, I’m not sure I believe me.