Words/Time: 2659 words, revising “Pithea.” I sped through a lot in an hour’s work. I was a little distracted by the severe thunderstorms that have been passing through the area, but the area I was working on didn’t require as much major fixing as usual. No rewriting this time at all. There are a few minor areas that I’m wondering about, if my sisters will bring up an issue with them when we get there during a TCSTB meeting, but I’d rather not draw attention to those areas. I’ll wait and see if they say anything.

Words/Time: 1 hour, revising “Pithea,” and then half an hour putting those revisions into the computer. In anticipation of our Tuesday meetings, one of the members of the TCSTB often reads on Monday evening. There is already enough in our shared document for her to read, but last week, we got through a lot more than usual. Just in case, I might as well be extra prepared. Plus, the extra half hour catches me halfway up from not doing any work for Camp NaNo yesterday.

Words/Time: 1 hour, adding revisions for “Pithea” that were made on paper into the computer. I’m glad I was able to do anything, considering the massive headache/migraine I had from 9 am until 6 pm. I was just a useless lump during that whole time. Fortunately, I had enough revisions built up that this took a while to do, so I didn’t have to do much thinking for my evening’s work.

Words/Time: 1 hour, revising “Pithea.” Transportation vagueness has been cleaned up. Aeldrim has rightfully stayed where they found him, rather than traveling with the group only to leave and go back where they found him a few minutes later, for no real purpose. And Blackthore has another chance to tell Missy how he found out something was going on and came to help, a conversation that will be made less confusing by Missy actually knowing who Drear is already.

Words/Time: 1 hour, revising “Pithea.” Moving right along with the story, as Missy contemplates her future in more detail. Mr. Bower, the man who is challenging her pretense that she has it all figured out, is coming across as a combination between a wise old man and a recruiter. I may be overselling him, but it’s hard to tell. So far, my TCSTB cohorts haven’t had a problem with him, and they pick up on all sorts of issues I hope they won’t notice.

Words/Time: 59 minutes, revising “Pithea.” My hard copy is a huge mess right now, with notes and changes and numbers that point toward my notebook where I do more intensive rewriting (when marking words out and writing in the space above it will just not work). And a new editing note today cropped up when I decided to go a different way after having already rewritten a few areas, and then had to mark out the numbers that told me where to find the first rewriting. But then I realized I’d marked out ones that were supposed to stay, because I’d been confused about where the new stuff was going to fit in. So then next to my mark outs, it says, “ok” in a few places. I’ve decided I need to transfer these changes to the computer tonight, while they’re still fresh, to avoid being confused by the mess later. So I will start on tomorrow’s goal tonight still (midnight is usually my cut-off for daily writing goals, even though I always feel like the night really ends when I go to bed, usually after midnight. It’s a habit I probably got from NaNo).