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Almost… almost….! December 20, 2015

Posted by Elizabeth Schechter in Best laid plans, Best planned lays, Burden of Truth, Counsel of the Wicked, forthcoming works, Happy Holidays!, progress, Rebel Mage, scores, slow-writer-is-slow., Ta-da, The School, the-end-is-near, to-dos, wordcount.
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Total words today:  2,715 words

Total words on Burden of Truth: Book Two of The Rebel Mage

You might notice I’m over. And I’m not done yet. There’s about a thousand words or so of wrap up, which I’m hoping to get done first thing tomorrow morning.

Draft by TOMORROW!

Today December 18, 2015

Posted by Elizabeth Schechter in baking, Best laid plans, Best planned lays, Burden of Truth, Counsel of the Wicked, forthcoming works, Happy Holidays!, Homeschool, Rebel Mage, round-up, scores, slow-writer-is-slow., Ta-da, the-end-is-near, to-dos, upcoming work, wordcount, writing-mom.
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Today we went to see The Nutcracker, which was awesome. Neither of us have ever been to the ballet before, so this was new and nifty. J. really enjoyed it.


  • an indeterminate number of spritz cookies (I lost count).

This ends the holiday baking for 2015.


I would have written more, but Nutcracker and baking. Spritz cookies are time consuming!

Total words today:  877 words

Total words on Burden of Truth: Book Two of The Rebel Mage


Did it again… May 30, 2013

Posted by Elizabeth Schechter in slow-writer-is-slow., Tales from the Arena, the-end-is-near, why-the-writing-is-slow, WIP.
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I just realized that it’s been over a month since I last posted anything here. Not good, Writer. Not good at all.

Granted, it’s been a busy month. We had a road trip (four days travel, one day with family…. ummm. I think we did that wrong). We had recovery from said road-trip, and the upper respiratory infection that kept a certain small boy of my acquaintance out of school for a solid week. We had drama with one thing or another.

The one thing we did not have nearly enough of was writing. Because my wonderfully creative, wonderfully sadistic muse fed me a fantastic sub-plot for Tales from the Arena.  It’s good. I like it. A lot. It works perfectly in the story, and the synopsis still kinda sorta works, so I don’t need to figure out where the story will end. Just the parts between what I’ve written up to the point when that sub-plot came in, and the end. Which is mostly the same track. It is, in my mind, similar to walking across Manhattan by going down 57th Street instead of 53rd. You will still eventually end up in the East River, you just won’t see the same things along the way. 

But that means I’m not done yet.

I was supposed to be done YESTERDAY. The last day of school.

What this means is that I’ve given myself the new deadline of Friday the 7th. There WILL be a finished manuscript off to the beta readers on the 8th, or else. (Or else what, I’m not sure.)

I’ve also painted myself into an interesting corner. Tales has worked itself into the same model as Princes of Air — three intersecting parts. The interesting thing is that, while there are only five years between the second and third parts, between the first and the second parts? Forty years. So I’m thinking that I no longer have a long novel (I’m projecting 100K plus words when I call it a draft). Instead, I have a shorter novel, and a prequel novella of nearly 36,000 words. 36,000 words and some 70,000 words of BDSM erotica?  Not a bad thing to have, really. Much more manageable. And marketable.

And BOY, is this thing being fun to write! I’m getting to play with the “Okay, current kinky things… and what happens if I take it into the future? Oh… yes. That’s fun. Things like stim-play combined with conductive body paint…)

Yep. Can’t wait to see how this ends.

Which means I need to write it.

Back to work!






>Funny thing, that… August 30, 2010

Posted by Elizabeth Schechter in sex, slow-writer-is-slow., writing.
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>I have no idea why, but writing sex scenes seems to take me forever. I’ve been working on and around the same scene for days now, and I’ll finally finish it tonight. Only to have to jump into the next sex scene that I set up because I had skipped over THIS sex scene and continued writing, because I’m on deadline and refuse to be bogged down.

Sometimes, you just can’t win.