Keepers Week 7

This was a rough week writing wise. I had a lot of plans for last weekend and they were all swallowed up by a terrible cold which eventually led to me taking a day off work. I rarely miss work due to colds so for me to take a day is an indicator of my near death experience.

I did make my word count goal every night for Keepers but did not make it on getting any new zombie stories done. Hopefully, Sunday I can get at least one new one done. I would like to have 5 or 6 new ones by next week. Sometimes I set ambitious goals so we shall have to wait and see.

I will reach the 50,000 word mark on Keepers today. At some point this week I will cross over the 55,000 word mark. This is a significant moment for me because that is the amount of words I accomplished on over a year’s worth of work on my abandoned steam punk novel. I will have written the same amount in less than two months. Again reaffirming my decision to cut ties and move on.

The story is rolling and I have hit a good plot point which will set the tone for the last half of the book. One of the characters I was struggling with has become a little more concrete and easier to write. Plus, a character I had assumed was going to be the bad guy has suddenly turned into a shade of grey guy. This has made the character more important to the story and a whole lot more fun to write. I love when this happens.

On the self publishing front of my first novel a slight snag has been hit. The person who I thought I was going to be using as a cover artist is not going to work out. I have been forced to punt. I received some recommendations from friends and will get in touch with them now. Hopefully, this won’t set me too far back. I really wish I could draw right now. I am still shooting for April and my lovely readers will, of course, be the first to know.


Art by Playdead Cult

About csdaley

C.S. Daley was born in California but has spent most of his life in his imagination. His first short story written in third grade, the now classic "Close Encounters of the Turd Kind," was sold to his next door neighbor for a quarter. The neighbor promptly demanded a refund. An unhealthy obsession with the writings of Neil Gaiman, Christopher Moore, and Terry Pratchett have left his mind warped and broken. He spends most of his evening swilling down coffee while tapping at a keyboard under the watchful eyes of his kittens. They are there to make sure he doesn't snap. He likes to write fantasy for adults and teens.

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