The day is going to come (and unless I start a new project I'm really excited about, that day will be soon), when I look at this daily writing activity and declare it at an end. Because I can't keep it up forever, and a huge part of me doesn't even want to. For, I dunno, every day but one of 2019, I have worked on podcasts (or audiobooks, or audiodramas), and it can really be draining*, both physically, and to the creative muscles.
This blogging thing will have to end too, and I'm sure both of us will be happy about that.
But I can be proud of the words I have managed to put to paper (or pixels), and I'll probably give you a post-mortem where I talk about what I accomplished, and if you'll ever end up seeing any of it.** And if I can finish "Balms and Sears" before this ends (spoiler alert: I won't), that would be a second novella completed, and more importantly, a second novella that probably would never have gone anywhere without this push. And that'd be something.
No words today yet. I did sit down with my notebook this afternoon, but before I even got a single word jotted (instead, I counted the words from the last two writing sessions, which is even less fun than it sounds!), it was time to go, so I'll have to make time for it later (if I can).
I mailed a package to a woman named Cassandra Scull today. And wow, I think that name is cool. It's "skull," but with a c, like that exoticizes it somehow. I called Big up and suggested we write a story with her name in it, as we have in the past with a couple of names like that. Then, to make matters worse, I got on Facebook, and said the same thing, encouraging people to post their pitches for a story or movie starring someone named Cassandra Scull.
This was the result:
Nobilis Reed wrote:
Undead prophetess has been hired by Hydra, now all the superhero attacks are coming up with nothing because the bad guys bug out before the heroes get there. Heroes lay a trap but the bad guys know about it beforehand.
The heroes have to recruit all the loose cannon unpredictable rogues to form a team to take her out.
Dave Wallace wrote:
Scion of a great family well known for a fortune made off a stolen paper towel patent, Cassandra turned her back on family politics and rituals. She longed to be a simple army cook slinging ground beef on toast, alas her seven-toed feet were too wide for boots. They were perfect natural snowshoes in her hunt for Yeti though.
Void Munashii wrote:
In a post-apocalyptic world, Cassandra Scull leads a biker gang called The Bone Runners on their continual quest for fuel, old tech, and survival. She has a lead on what may be the biggest cache of old tech the Runners have ever seen, but getting to it may prove that the undead are not the worst things roaming the corpse of the old world.
And Rish Outfield wrote:
Have you been wronged by a friend, spouse, parent, or boyfriend? Cassandra Scull can help. If you've experienced betrayal by someone you love, you can call upon her, and Cassandra Scull will seek that person out, wherever they are, and mete out her own kind of justice. But be warned, Cassandra Scull will come to whomever summons her . . . and of course, you might have wronged someone too.
Pretty fun, and maybe a story will come out of it one day.
As far as today goes, not much a story came out of it. But still, there was something. I worked, very briefly, on "Balms & Sears," and I still can't decide if the uncle is good or bad. He was DESIGNED to be bad, I think, but I felt sorry for him when I first introduced him. Maybe that's my own fault, my shortcomings as a writer.
But I can feel sorry for someone and still have them be a villain, right?
What would Cassandra Scull do?
Words Today: 182
Words Total: 32,702
*Like last night, where I realized I had been podcasting for three hours, and that, in that time, I had somehow lost track of my soul.
**One of them is a sketch I'll do on the Outcast soon, if I can find somebody to be the other voice. It was written with a woman in mind, but I was leaning toward just having Marshal do it. I dunno.
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