Slow Day at the Word Mine and Other Tragedies
I've sorta been ignoring the Gym Thing since early November. The gig at LL Bean didn't leave enough motivation, and then there was the trip to Colorado Springs, and, well, I just this morning went back.
Boy is somebody outta shape. It hardly seems fair: it takes so long to get into shape, and not very long at all to get out of shape. Ah, well, back to the thrice-weekly workouts, for me.
Not many words on The Nameless today, which I was finding exceptionally frustrating, until I realized why.
This bit here that I've been working on needs a whole lot of little worldbuilding details, all of which I needed to, um, hand-build on the spot. Which means that, while I wrote very little, I did a big chunk of thinking-out work for the rest of the story.
How many others worldbuild as they go? Or do y'all start out with a complete working knowledge of the story-universe you're working in?
Progress on the Novel Without a Name
Boy is somebody outta shape. It hardly seems fair: it takes so long to get into shape, and not very long at all to get out of shape. Ah, well, back to the thrice-weekly workouts, for me.
Not many words on The Nameless today, which I was finding exceptionally frustrating, until I realized why.
This bit here that I've been working on needs a whole lot of little worldbuilding details, all of which I needed to, um, hand-build on the spot. Which means that, while I wrote very little, I did a big chunk of thinking-out work for the rest of the story.
How many others worldbuild as they go? Or do y'all start out with a complete working knowledge of the story-universe you're working in?
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