No, I didn’t vanish. I’ve been buried in a mountain of pumpkins and pumpkin baked goods.
It’s not all bad. I’ve written about the pumpkin fever in spite of the Florida climate. While I’m partial to the occasional pumpkin spice latte, my fondness for the seasonal flavor has gone down. Maybe it’s the mile-high stacks of pumpkin pies and pound cakes I package on a daily basis, or maybe I’m outgrowing pumpkin.
Along with my new job, I’ve been devoting a lot of my time to National Novel Writing Month. In the spirit of newness I’ve changed some of my usual habits. For one, it’s time I took a short break from Jasper and come back to it with fresh eyes. So I’m working on something new this month. Ascended is a dark fantasy story with a mysterious plague, vengeful ghosts, and a woman who can transform into a bird.
This is also the first time in five years I’m pantsing the story. Typically I have an outline to go by as my guide, a bare-bones map into unfamiliar territory. This year, I have no map at all and the land is totally uncharted. I wasn’t able to reach the finish line in the past few years with that outline, so perhaps it couldn’t hurt to give pantsing another try.
So far I’ve got a slow start and I’m far from being on track. So far, I’m up to 3 thousand words. By day 7 the par is 11,669. I’m slowly catching up but I’ve got a long way to go.
In my next post I’ll go into more detail about the plot and backstory of Ascended. Expect to see a Weekend Writing Warriors post or three in the near future as well!