#tmb:wc

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editing tDDLH and slowly realizing i’ve probably shot myself in the foot b/c Zella nd Mags are the most obvious POVs to use for the sequel and that means i’ve slated myself to write (a) the cis, Christian, former mean girl character and (b) the ace alloromantic kid with BPD. at the same time. the next book’s gonna be a wild ride of figuring out to write characters w/traits that i can barely relate to

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gotta love when you’re making a timeline of events you need to remember in your book and some dates are ‘drowned wedding flood, everyone dies’ and some are ‘fred made out with zella at the halloween party’

side note: timelines and files and such are SO MUCH easier to make after you’ve written the book, even if you need to do some readjusting 

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I TEND THE WOODS, FREDERICK, MUCH AS YOU DO. I MAKE MYSELF USEFUL. NOTHING MORE.

He’d said that when they first met, when Fred, frozen with the snow soaking through his hand-me-down boots, had asked him what he was, what he was doing. When he walked by that edge of the woods he could still pinpoint the maple tree the Woodsman had been fretting over, see the faint scar where the Woodsman had pressed a broken branch back into place, coaxed it to grow again in a voice like the old writing on silent movie screens. Fred drew a deep breath of the cold air, remembering the freezing air of January, remembering the mixture of terror and delighted awe and want, the curiosity that had led him back to that place a week later. He’d promised himself, at the time, that he’d report the Woodsman if he saw him again.

“I still have to stop at the ROC tonight,” he said. He noted the Woodsman’s stillness in response, like a dog frozen with its ear turned to the wind. “To tell them about the trollhound, and update them on the border.” Nothing else. He knew the Woodsman caught the implication; he could almost feel him relax. Funny to think that he could scare something that still made a shiver run up his own spine, even with three months of familiarity. “But…”

rewriting stuff around the Woodsman is beginning to go past the point of Fred identifying with the Woodsman into Fred just straight up having a weird crush on the Woodsman 

and i’m ok with that 

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i’m entering the homestretch of And One of Us Be Happy

I’m at 52,767 words

I’ve got about 2-3 climactic chapters left to write + the cooldown and sequel hook. and i have to go back and fill in 2 places where i skipped scenes i didn’t feel up to writing at the time

I want to be done by this Sunday, which is absolutely doable cause i have some free days, assuming i can dig in and Get It Done

but pray for me anyway cause my brain’s getting pretty damn panicky at actually finishing a draft

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F E L L A S

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I love how all the edits I’ve listed to do so far are shit like ‘insert Mags’ snake connection’ and ‘establish floods’ I love this book

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HAHA YES i managed to make it through the emotionally taxing breakup scene in one go AND I wrote 3197 words today, above my hopeful 300x the usual goal of 2500. I NAILED this day off long writing attempt. 

now to get myself something emotionally comforting to eat and watch a movie to recover

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turning in but I got 2160 words today, fuck yeah