GOAL 1) PUBLISH SKOS
- My Goal: Spend at least 10 mins, 3 days/week minimum
- Where I planned to be: Don’t ask
- Where I am: I have no clue
- On Target or Behind: ?????
Profit???
How’s It Going:
Haven’t quite gone through all of Matt’s notes yet, but there’s a lot to unpack here.
So far, Keziah – one of the angels – needs a complete overhaul. And I mean complete: dialogue, actions, personality, and purpose. As is, she’s completely useless as an angel and as a character, and it’s really obvious that I’ve written her that way to keep her from being a deus ex machina. (Which is a good thing, but my execution was poor.) But I don’t want to take her out. That may or may not kill me, but Matt gave some good suggestions for fixing her, so I’m gonna try. But it is gonna take some work. Okay, a lot of work.
Probably the next biggest issue is some of the world mechanics I got sloppy with, and now I have to track them down throughout the book and fix them. More annoying than anything. Thankfully I was mostly consistent with the words I used, so a lot of the hunting will be easy to do with a quick word search.
Other than that, there’s a few places where I need to either expand a scene, or insert critical detail that’s going to take more than just tweaking a word or replacing a line. Weirdly enough, that’s gonna be easier than it sounds.
GOAL 2) REVISE SYCU
- My Goal: 2 Lessons per month/ 1 Lesson every 2 weeks; 3 chapters/13 scenes per day
- Where I planned to be: Lesson 15, finished
- Where I am: Lesson 15 finished, time worked out
- On Target or Behind: On Target
How’s It Going:
I think I’ve managed to work out a believeable timeline, shifted some scenes around for maximum effect, and… that leaves one more lesson before write in.

GOAL 3) SURVIVAL
- My Goal: 500 WPD, 1500 WPW
- Where I planned to be: 19500 words
- Where I am: 19610 words
- On Target or Behind: On Target
How’s It Going:
Monday sucked. I didn’t know what to write and stalled out. I gave up after several hours of trying with only a couple hundred words to show for it. Wednesday I managed to hit my word count for the day, despite spending most of the day out with friends. (We had fun though!) Yesterday was alright too, but my scenes are getting shorter. I’m several thousand words away from what I’m planning for my midpoint, so, not good. I may just throw my hands up and just go with it. That’s what revision is for, right?
Though, I do have a couple of ideas to torture my characters before the midpoint. Maybe I’ll make it.
Snippet, snippet, who’s got– oh, I do.
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Just as she was checking the furthest camera from the shelter, Jillian heard a scream from that direction. Worried it was Carly, who’d gone out to tend the garden, Jillian hopped back on the ATV and followed the sound. As she neared it, though, it occurred to her that Carly wasn’t really one to scream in danger, and at least had her pistol handy, but Jillian heard no gunshots. The closer Jillian got, the screams became more guttural, fainter. They had an almost wet sound to them, as if whatever it was now had blood in its throat. She finally broke into a clearing and found the source of the noise: a large doe, gone quiet now, blood gushing from her throat, the muzzle of a coyote the size of a semi-truck clamped around it as it dragged her into the trees. One of the coyote’s ears was twisted in her direction, but it otherwise paid Jillian no mind, the rest of its focus on its fresh meal.

