Well, I Did It
I came down with an icky stomach. There I was, curled up on my sofa, my laptop nearby. All I could do was look at it. As much as I wanted to write, I had no energy. So, I did not write for several days.
In Scene Five, we watched our first villain, Kuha Kaun, die. I understand his drive and ambition. He wants to rid all Europeans from his land forever, to keep his people safe and whole. He would kill as many as he could in battle. He would carried off their women and children to be raised as Ston. He would slaughtered everyone else. And…a part of me understands that.
But, he had no heart. And I fear him. I don’t know if I will change him very much when I revise and edit my story.
I killed my first mini-villain. Kuha Kaun is dead. He won’t haunt my thoughts or terrorize my characters anymore.
In Scene four, we watched as Deheya’s father, Pia Isa, wrested with his conscience. On one hand, his daughter, trapped across the river, fought on with her army, without hope of winning. On the other hand, Pia Isa wondered how to keep his People’s traditions and memories alive.
If he did nothing, his daughter would die, along with all his labor for an alliance between Ston and Jaeni. If he crossed over, Ston and Jaeni would fight, side-by-side. Never, in their troubled histories, had they ever done that. And, what future would that create?
Finally, he send his men across, with no way of knowing if he could win, or what it would all men once fighting ceased.
It’s day eighty-eight. I’ve completed 70 scenes, with 12 to go. My word count reached 136,651. If I were to use only 1,100 words for each remaining scene, I would finish in 150,000 words. I see no hope for that.
My excitement grows each time I look at my files. I can see an end to all this. And end to something that has never been before. Something I would like to read. And, if I write one scene each day, I will need almost two weeks. If I can write more, I will end sooner. I still have two very hard scenes to write. In fact, I’m not sure my outline is believable. But, soon, I will find out if it is.
It’s day eighty-seven. I’ve completed 69 scenes, with 13 to go. My word count reached 134,827.
Scene three, with 4813 words, was my longest scene, ever. And it took me hours and hours to write. I hope this is my high water mark for words used. Ha.
With scene two, we looked in on Colonel La Van. Colonel Grimn, Deheya’s spy chief, confronted Colonel La Van with evidence of Christor’s monumental betrayal of Jaeni, giving the Bon Valley to Kuha Kaun. From there, it wasn’t hard to incite mutiny in River Bend’s garrison.
In scene three, we move back to Deheya. Her men move into River Bridge only minutes before Kuha Kaun arrives. She gives Colonel Tornell command. And he goes to work. While he is still moving men to the weakest point, unfinished walls, Kuha Kaun’s army crests the hill and begins to attack.
As time wears on, Kuha Kaun breaks through the weakest point. Colonel Tornell throws more and more men in, trying to stem an unending torrent of enemies. Still holding back his final reserves, he waits for Kuha Kaun to commit his reserves, so that he will know where to send his old regiment, his last hope. Continue reading
It’s day eighty-seven. I’ve completed 68 scenes, with 14 to go. My word count reached 130,056. I reset my word count target for 150,000 words. After I’ve completed my First Draft, I will figure out my true target.
In Part Four, Scene One, Deheya and her party are trapped. Colonel La Van sits safely behind his walls. Kuha Kaun loots and burns his way through Jaeni settlements. She is faced with her first mutiny. But it comes, not so much from her officers, as from Loyalist leaders. She learns Lord Corston tried to negotiate behind her back. Only by listing her sacrifices was she able to silence him. And when General Naveen tried to assume command, she threatened to expose his cowardice.
I just wrote my first scene in Part Four. My energy and joy of writing are back, and I can hardly wait to see what happens next. I’m keeping my fingers crossed that my outline hold all the answers
As we look back on Part Three, Deheya’s time has come. She isn’t stumbling from tree to tree, afraid someone will kill her. She knows who she must beat, and why. She must remove Christor in order for her son to grow into his destiny. Otherwise no Jaeni or Ston will be safe from the Far Away King’s long reach.
So, win or lose, she moves toward River Bridge, where her hated enemy, Colonel La Van has dug in. Behind her, Kuha Kaun loots, rapes and pillages, chasing her on.
Sixty days ago, I finished Part Two. But…my outline wasn’t any good. So, I fixed it, changing the story, and with a new outline.
Happier my new story, I started writing. And writing. And writing.
Way down at the end, was my hardest scene. Her mentor would die after she let her pride get in the way of good judgement. This was her All Is Lost Moment. I cried. I felt as bad as she did. Like her, I had no idea how to go on.
In my outline, she would walk through her darkest thoughts, Dark Night Of The Soul. She would have an epiphany. And, like magic, she would come out of it, healed. And I would start writing about Part Four.