Jules Jones

So, the running total word count for each day through November on the WIP I started for PicoWrimo (I'm going to do it Monday to Sunday, rather than week 1, because that's how I usually do my weekly summaries):

1-316, 2-1040, 3-2628, 4-5068
5-5676, 6-6382, 7-6739, 8-7006, 9-7321, 10-8052, 11-8571
12-9133, 13-9746, 14-10,051, 15-10,402, 16-11,000 17-11,361 18-12,198
19-12,555 20-13,089, 21-13,445 22-14,138 23-14,554 24-15,253 25-16,673
26-17,395 27-18,575 28-19,007, 29-19,509 30-20,119


And having built up a full head of steam, I then did 3,598 new words yesterday, taking it to 23,717 total. This isn't as good as it sounds -- in spite of pacing myself by doing it in short stints, and *stopping* instead of going on to 4k as I could have done, I hurt today. I hurt even more than I did before adding another 509 words this morning, so *enough*, even if my muse is dancing up and down screaming at me. Time to switch to something I can do with Dragon.

Also -- I took Taxman to 39,736 words before setting it aside for Nice Tie. I think I can conclude that Taxman isn't going to be done for a while yet, because there's probably at least another 40k to go on that one.

So I've been doing Picowrimo this year, as I can't physically manage Nanowrimo. My goal was at least 150 words and ideally 300 words every day -- the point was to write *something* each day for an entire month, after a very long spell of medical problems which made a daily writing target impossible. And I'd just had a fresh plot bunny from an old post by agentxpndble, who will probably need to take a cold shower after reading the following excerpt from Nice Tie, the Picowrimo WIP:

Eye Candy flipped his collar up and settled the tie back into place, and then proceeded to re-tie it neatly. Two-handed, keeping it under perfect control. Fingers dancing smoothly through the motions needed for a neat half-Windsor knot, in and out and around.

And Alex had a perfect view of it. So damn perfect that he regretted not having picked up a Metro this morning, because a newspaper in his lap right now would cover a multitude of sins. There was something very, very hot about watching an attractive man put together an attractive tie. Stripping a tie off a man was pretty damned nice, but watching him put it on...

The show was finished. Almost. Eye Candy leaned his head back against the window of the bus, stretching his neck out. The sort of posture a man might use when inviting someone to kiss his way down that elegant line of neck.

Progress of the total word count: 1-318, 2-1040, 3-2628, 4-5068, 5-5676, 6-6382, 7-6739, 8-7006, 9-7321, 10-8052, 11-8571

Um. Not much wordage to report on Taxman, because...

Remember that many moons ago I wrote a Jack/Ianto tie porn story, and said that it wasn't the cheerful tie porn story I'd started off intending to write for agentxpndble?

Well, various things came together in the confabulator a few days ago. And on Wednesday morning I jotted down some 200 words of notes before they could escape. During Wednesday I thought it might be useful to spend a few days scribbling some text for it, while I let the next bit of Taxman ferment. On Wednesday evening altariel posted a link to the picowrimo community. I don't do NaNoWriMo because I'm not physically capable of writing 50 kwords in a month, but for the first time in several years I feel as if I could set a realistic target for daily word count and have some chance of keeping to it. So, 150 words a day, and if I could manage it 300 words a day, to get down a significant chunk of what felt like a novelette-length story. Length matters, because it's profic and needs to be long enough to be publishable.

Thursday - 316 words. Friday, 1040 total, 734 new. Today, 2611 total, 1561 new words of tie fetish story, and I'm only stopping because my arms *hurt*...