*insert title here* WIPpet style

How is it almost the middle of November already?? It is now less than a week until my final undergradaute assessment is due and I’d like to say it is further along than it really is. This week has been quite successful with NaNo. Hope all of you who are particpating are also doing really well*

*as defined by you yourself alone because who needs other people’s ideas of success forced down our throats?

If you saw my post at the end of October, you’ll know that each week, I was planning to work on a different manuscipt. At the time, I knew it was a bit ambitious and more than a little impractical. Nevertheless, I perserved, staring with the “easiest” task in the first week – editing Queen of Hearts. I ended up rewriting most of the section that I’d set aside to edit but there you go. On Sunday, the plan was to switch to Rebellion. After my initial few weeks of writing this piece in late 2012, I have really struggled to continue it. The tone and the voice I used in the earlier parts of the work feel so different to what I felt I could write and I couldn’t bear to add to it. I hadn’t touched it since last November and although I know what happens, when I sat down to write out a plan, nothing would come. And so, for the first few days of this week, I continued to edit Queen of Hearts and focused on writing my essay (coz at the end of the day, novels don’t get degrees :P). However, yesterday, I was able to add to Rebellion‘s word count and so I am goin to share some of what I wrote with you today. 🙂

Context: I don’t know where to start. Do you guys even remember anything from Rebellion? Oh well, context is overrated. Have some words. 121 (11 x 11) + one more sentence for funnsies. ‘Tis unedited, as is probably evident.

When the sun rose, the exiles could see the acrid smoke that they had been breathing for hours, the ashes of their homes and menfolk rising into the air. The sun struggled to be seen through the thick haze, its warmth dimmed. But it didn’t matter. The cold edging its way into the bones and hearts of the exiles was not one that could be eradicated by sunlight. It was the coldness of missing things, of people untethered to the earth. They walked on in silence as the sun climbed the sky. Aemi led them, her long straight brown hair flowing like a banner in the breeze. Rea walked beside her, her hand on the small of the other girl’s back. Thoughts of Tasyn made Rea place one foot in front of the other and her hand pressed against Aemi’s back pushed the other girl along with her.

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9 thoughts on “*insert title here* WIPpet style

  1. Amy says:

    Terrific description of the scene. It’s really vivid.

    You know, sometimes it’s best not to force things. It sounds like focusing on other things allowed your mind to relax so you could add to the work. Seems like it went pretty well, judging by this snippet.

  2. shanjeniah says:

    It takes the time it takes. I think the waiting had extremely positive result. I’m a huge fan of not forcing, and of self-defined success.

    Best wishes for your remaining assignment, and for the NaNoing, whichever projects you delve. =)

  3. K.S. Norton says:

    Another great descriptive piece. Man, have I missed WIPpet Wednesdays. Good luck on your upcoming projects! My NaNo has slowed, I know for a fact that I will not be able to complete it, but I am going to do my best!

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