Too far the other way

Last year, I overplanned.

This year, I have no plot. I mean, I know where I'm headed, but I have nothing good going on in the middle. I think my concept for the middle was "she travels a lot and runs into a lot of interesting things." Of course, now that I'm actually writing, I realize that I don't have any "interesting things" -- I got nothin'.

I was doing so well in the beginning, staying on or ahead of my word count goals with little trouble, but it's rapidly coming apart. Last night, I even resorted to singing, which I swore I wouldn't do this time around. I had no ideas, I had to keep typing, so I did it. But I won't, can't, do it again. And no sex scenes, either -- I made one character gay to keep me from that temptation.

Agh. I got nothin', and I need 2,000 words of somethin'.

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Gah.

I'm on a roll -- I've gotten my characters into a long discussion.

So how is it that after a ton of typing, I only have like 700 words?

Bleh.

If nothing else, I came up with one good line today

"“Whuh?” Julian replied, his mouth filled with meat."

I wrote it, and then I reread it, and then it cracked me up. It wasn't meant to be dirty, honest -- it's really not, in context. :)