Life, in the form of work and play, interrupted my progress for the past few weeks. I’m still in the process of getting on track. Going along with my NaNo plans, I’ve clocked in 15 hours of edits at the time of this writing. By the time it posts, I should be at 20 hours. We’ll see how it goes. The good news is that there is an end in sight with this round of edits! This has definitely been my most involved round so far. And after that, I think maybe a round or two more to fix up some minor things before I fill confident enough to publish.
And with that, I have a new Weekend Writing Warriors entry.
It’s simple and fun. Sign the linky list with your name, blog url and email address on Mondays, 8:00 AM EST. Each week, the list remains open until Saturday, 11:59 PM. Then on Sunday, post 8 sentences from a current writing project, published or unpublished. Visit other participants and offer opinions, critiques, support. Writers hanging out with writers, a good time with a great group of people.
I jumped a few scenes ahead instead of continuing the previous scene, to show a bit of what I’ve been working on recently. This is close to the climax, and Edward and his family are holed up in a fortress run by robots. The scene is through Cynthia’s point of view.
Cynthia didn’t wait for Dot to settle down, feeling more than ready to sleep herself. She moved the guns aside and lay back, staring at the exposed sky. The clouds dissipated, as they did on occasion, and all the stars poked through. They formed clouds of their own across the sky, white lines that glowed bright without blinding. Everyone else slept or shut down for the night, and no sounds existed save the crackling of a dying fire. In that moment Cynthia could pretend there was nothing else but herself and the open sky.
It was a short lived moment that died when Cynthia heard something rumble beyond the wall. The noise grew louder, and the ground began to shake.
For next week, I’ll focus on the same event through the eyes of a different yet familiar character.