Friday, December 30, 2011

The Words, They Fly From My Fingertips

Yay!  I have finally buckled down and continued the editing process on my book (Shadow of the Western Moon).  Today I got through all of chapter 14 and much to my surprise had very little correcting to do.  I had a few dropped words here and there as well as some that I had double typed, but other than that, not much to do in the corrections department this time around.  Usually I have numerous corrections to make due to poor sentence structure that confuses the wording.  I personally find this annoying because the most common cause of this is my brain gets ahead of my fingers while typing, thus, I end up with multiple thoughts trying to fit into one sentence… doesn’t work that well.  Luckily, I know what I was thinking at the time and can go back, break the sentence apart and make it understandable to anyone that isn’t me. 

I hope to have the whole first edit of the book done by the end of the first week of January so that I can then have someone come behind me and read it to see what I missed and/or need to add clarity to.  Just to give you an idea of the amount of material that had been added since I finished writing the book and started my first edit…  I finished the book with a 50,156 word total.  My current word count is 52,296 words.  My (hopeful) goal by the time I complete all edits on the book and get it to the point that I think it would be ready to try to sell it is a minimum of 70,000 words.  Don’t know if I will get there but that is my goal.  I just am afraid of pushing too hard to get there because I don’t want it to sound forced.  The first 50,156 words all came natural as have the 2,140 words I have added since starting the edit.

Anyways, I know you don’t care about my rambling, so without further delay here is the next little snippet.  This is a rather important character to the story and this is third time you meet her in the book, yet she is not formally introduced till later in the book.  Enjoy.


She awoke with a start.  All around her the darkness swirled uneasily.  Looking around she saw a pinprick of light on the horizon.  Hope filled her heart as she watched the light, thinking that Cain had come for her at last. 
          The light grew brighter and larger at an alarming rate.  Raising her hand and calling out his name, she was certain that it was Cain, here for her at long last. 
She barely had time to flinch as the light pierced her belly, ripping into her flesh as her vision was filled with white light and pain racked her being.  She found that she could not move as a sensation of weightlessness filled her body. 
Forcing her eyes to focus, she saw that she was surrounded by a thick for that mostly obscured sight of her surroundings.  From the best that she could tell, she was in a large well lit room that was round in shape though she could not see a light source or what materials the room was made out of.  Before she could focus on what was holding her immobile in the foggy room, darkness swirled across her vision and the weightless sensation vanished as she collapsed onto the blackened floor of her prison once more. 
The darkness swirling around her once more, she found herself able to move.  She curled into a ball on the floor, clutching her hands to her belly where the light had struck her.  The pain that racked her form was brilliantly intense and where her hands touched she felt a warm wetness.  Looking down she saw a jagged hole torn into her flesh that was bleeding profusely.
Gasping in shock, she stared at the hole, not knowing what to do.  As she watched the bleeding slowed and the pain eased down to a dull throb.  There was something familiar about the wound though, try as she might she could not quite summon the memory to fill in the gap for her.

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