The exciting news is I got a washer and dryer. For $80 even. How I do love the online classifieds here! *sigh* My apartment is coming together. Yes. Well, that and I have the internet all set up. The internet is all that really matters. As long as I have my Netflix, every little thing gonna be all right. I love you Netflix!!!
Okay, but onto the other things. The Row80 things and the WIPpet things. I’ve finally got my act together and threw together some goals. Some are new, some are a continuation of old goals. Can I accomplish them all? Who knows? The point is to set them and SEEEEEEEEE!
Finish line edits on SHADE. This one should be short. Once I get to it, it should be over in a few days. It’s just my last bit of perfectionism on the book before I call it good and work on other things more full time.
Read at least 2 new books. This seems like a low goal, but hey, if I accomplish this I can always read more. We can always, always read more. Reading more is never a problem. 😉
October NaNoWriMo Prep Work. Outline, outline, outline. Character arcs, plots, themes, whathaveyou. I’ve already started on this and like where it’s going. Hopefully all this prep work will make NaNo a fun, though challenging ride.
NaNoWriMo Challenge. I’ve set the goal for 70,000. Based on how I tend to write, that should be easily accomplished overall, just not sure about a month. And I need to read up on NaNo rules and see what exactly all of this entails. But once November hits, this will be the forefront of my focus. I’ll be crafting the sequel for SHADE.
Edit/finish the short stories I do have. Another easy goal of sorts. I’ll either do this when I need a break in October or get to it in December. NaNo will gobble up November I’m sure. Then maybe I’ll post excerpts for WIPpet Wednedsay.
And I think I’ll leave it at that for now. I still want to read Chekhov short stories and give Clemmings some attention. Maybe we’ll call those bonus goals. But it feels like there’s enough going on for now, so THEMS THE GOALS.
All right people. Moment of truth. Here comes the final portion of the excerpt I’ve been promising. For those who didn’t catch last week’s, be sure to read up here and maybe search for my previous WIPpets if you really don’t want to be left behind. There’s no going back now. Spoilers are a coming and they’re a coming strong. What will Jade do? What will Alice do? Oh the humanity!
“Get out of your way?” Alyssa sneers in a way that could only be learned from Mercedes. “Do you even know who you’re speaking to?”
Mercedes releases me and steps forward. “Now Alyssa, I’m sure Alice is just confused.” She looks around at the crowd. “I’m sure we’ve all been confused lately as to whose school this is.” She points at the floor. “Bow down and apologize and I might let you off easy.”
Alice actually meets Mercedes eyes and steps unusually close to her. “This isn’t your school anymore,” she says.
I lightly smile. Maybe Alice and the others can carry on without me. Maybe I did a better job of destabilizing Mercedes than I thought.
“Isn’t it?” Mercedes glances back at Charity, nodding. Charity hands her an egg. I see some of her male minions join the crowd, ready with bags likely filled with flour. Charity hands an egg to Alyssa, then takes one out for herself.
“Jade,” Mercedes calls. She turns toward me, placing the egg in my hand. “Why don’t you lead the charge?” She shoves me toward Alice. Those brave eyes widen as her determined face softens into utter shock. This is it. This is the moment where I prove myself as a bodyguard.
They say the best technique is becoming the subject’s friend, but I know better. My subject doesn’t want friends. She only wants power. That’s why Alice Clemmings is my key to top tier. Now Mercedes has a nemesis she must keep close to maintain control.
Daddy Everett was very specific that Mercedes didn’t know she was being guarded. Two bodyguards before me failed miserably. Now all I have to do is throw this egg and I’m in. But can I really guard a girl like this?
If I refuse, Alice is ruined and I might be as well. But if I throw it, Alice is ruined in another way, likely forever. I take a deep breath. My feelings are insignificant to the job. Safety is the first priority.
I throw the egg.
Okay, I’m ready for the tidal wave of thoughts. Go!