I wasn't too consistent at writing in the later half of the week due to the hospitalization and death of an uncle. I did better at outlining each day but there's always more to be done. I'm hoping to have some spare time this week to do more writing since I'm adding more projects than I'm finishing. I might be blaming Literary+ for that to go along with my own tendency to say "yes" and "that sounds like fun".
In addition to my regular writing, I do have a little flash fic that I wrote for Literary+ to share. It was part of the First Line Assignment where I started off with the first line of another writers WIP (and he wrote a flash fic using one of mine).
First Line Flash Fiction:
Commander Quercus looked out over the fields, surveying the army that was now his. He was the only officer left on the field of battle. Command had only been his for a few short minutes but already the burden was heavier than he could bear. There was a temporary pause in the fighting as each side regrouped for a final push.
His battle computer told him that the defeat of his army was inevitable. They could wipe out the troops of the enemy forces but there would be no one left standing to proclaim the victory. The orders for the campaign showed that relief forces would arrive the next day for both armies. He let the battle computer run the math. If he waited, the men and women under his command would live to see another day but the projections showed that the battle including the strength of the reinforcements would favor the enemy. The war would be lost and the enemy army would continue straight on to invade the city he had been ordered to protect.
It was a terrible choice. One that he wished some other officer was alive to make. But there was no one else and there was only one choice that he could make. Commander Quercus said a quick prayer to the gods he didn’t believe in and felt a terrible peace take hold of him. He entered the orders into his battle computer but paused before sending them out and closed his eyes for a moment. When he opened them again, he pressed the button.
Words Written: 2162
Scenes Outlined: 4
Works In Progress
Outbreak (NaNoWriMo 2011) - Resting
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Hive Mind (NaNoWriMo 2010) - Editing and Writing Second Draft
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Steampunk Seasonal Serial - Writing First Draft
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A Guide to Inter-species Dating - Brainstorming and Outlining
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Literary+ Strangers Anthology - Outlined, Waiting to Write
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Literary+ Smoke and Shadows Serial Installment - Brainstorming
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Greased Gears - Writing First Draft
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