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Goal for two days: 200
Words written:686
more scenes )
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I haven't had to write out a German number higher than 20 in years... I can't remember if there's supposed to be a hyphen in there or not...

Goal: 100

Wrote some piecemeal stuff yesterday as I was updating my master document because I like to hand-scribble my edits and it's nicer than just sitting staring at the computer, plus flipping pages is still better than scrolling for me, especially since I can go back and forth betwen two or three sections easily (yes I know there's that trick in Word where you can be in two places in a document at once, but I'm to lazy to want to try and figure that out again).

Still filling gaps. I also spent some time today trying to solidify the map a bit. Not sure if Kayrin's family are even in Elayas or if they are in the next country over. Debating. I do know that there are at least three other schools on Elayas, mostly along the coast.

Sray leaving home )
lantairvlea: (lantair look)
Goal: 100
Words: 213

I didn't really write anything yesterday, but the good news is on average I am doing quite well for my word count!

snippet )

I hadn't thought about it before today, but as I worked on this bit and was thinking about keys and doors I suddenly realized that with the Mime ability one could make some VERY effective door locking mechanisms. Mishor's door has no handle, but he can make one as needed. Not only that, but he can create the key that would activate the tumbler system inside the door. In order to do that one has to know the exact dimensions in their head to replicate it in a Mine object. This eliminates anyone with only a basic understanding of Mime structures and you can't make something in a space you can't see without knowing the dimensions. I guess lock-picking is a possibility, but I imagine with the ability to do strange angles it would take a long time to pick such a lock. The slot is obviously for the turn key portion and the four smaller holes are to offer stability and leverage. A nob and key combination would not be an easy thing to create either with the fine precision in matching the tumbler and moving parts.

Rolo had her surgery today to be spayed. The incision is much smaller than Appy's was (16 years ago!) and she is a bit sleepy and slow, which is perfectly understandable. The incision is so far back I am not sure she can physically reach it and she hasn't tried at all to get to it. Rolo is short and wide in the body, which limits her lateral and longitudinal flexibility. We found a low cost spay/neuter clinic because $400 was a bit much from the usual vet. We also had her microchipped so the total came to about a quarter of what her normal vet would have charged.

Chris dropped her off and picked her up as I was teaching lessons. The techs at the clinic dubbed her a love bug. She is a pretty friendly little dog. Well... maybe not little. She's apparently hit 23 pounds now according to the scale at the clinic.

Sometimes she sleeps funny.

Tristan helped me muck today. He actually filled two big black garbage bags by himself, so proud! Kelhan eventually joined us too and was a bit less effective than his brother, but that is okay. Tristan does have two years on him. The arena hadn't been done since last Friday so it was in some serious need. It's amazing how much quicker it dries out without the manure retaining moisture.

Boys being helpful as I wrap up one of the bags.

Now I just need to make the time to drag it weekly with the tire and it'll be pretty good. Some day a harrow/drag, which will help break up the wet spots and let them air as well as maybe turn up the dirt a bit so it isn't rock hard.

The final truck payment has been mailed *dances.*
lantairvlea: (lantair look)
Goal 100
Words: 429

It is all miscellaneous )

Some bits come easier than others. Some of the gaps I am filling have been gaps of avoidance for a long time so it's nice to start bridging them. I do wonder how much I should be filling on some gaps and which ones might be better served being left blank. I guess part of that comes once I finally manage to get the whole thing written and I get to decide about cutting scenes and what works and what doesn't. I know some of the stuff I have towards the end (over 40 pages now! New record for a single project!) is probably going to go and be completely rewritten, but it served its purpose for the time it was written and helped to make the other parts of the story happen so I'm not entirely unhappy with those parts and they weren't entirely wasted words, just I know so much more about the story and characters now.

I do still need to flesh out some of the kids in Sray's group. The girls are getting there, but the boys are seriously lacking. The only one with any real outline right now is Ashtim, and that's mostly because he's the one that gets Sray to lose her temper (see day nine for a brief bit about that).

The ability tends to run in familys, thus Jina Phyllat, daughter of Johnus Phyllat being there. I'm debating of Elima and Kirren are actually related or just came from the same town (still not sure if they are from the far side of Jon or another town and were picked up on the way to Sray). I think Taysa Vallabohn came in with Kaldeb Montenbohn, Kem probably arrived with two of the other boys, perhaps Yoshuen Stridden and maybe either Tundall Denyan or Danlin Forishunes. That then leaves Ashtim DeBauin, Meikal Kalvue and either Tundall or Danlin together depending on which one ends up paired with Kem and Yoshuen. So while some of the boys and girls shared the ride over I am still going to have to find out if the boys have any outside connections to the girls or if they are mostly apart. They have to mix somehow and I'm at this weird spot of not really knowing how they are going to mix together except for eventually Ashtim pisses Sray off and is appropriately ... reprimanded? Reminded by Sray that she is not one to be bullied or trifled with.

I guess it comes down to just writing out the scenes and throwing them together. The first couple days don't do much for that because they're just doing assessments and they're split into girl and boy dorms on opposite sides of the building with same-gender guides showing them about the place seperately. They're together for class and can sit whereever for meals, but you all know or remember how little you socialize with people you don't know that first disorienting week of school. Short version: I need to get the boys and girls to mix and mingle and actually figure out who the boys are outside of Ashtim the jerk (and flesh out Ashtim other than knowing he is a bigoted jerk...).
lantairvlea: (lantair look)
Goal: 100
Words: 667

Probably more, actually because there was some editing here and there and a few phrases and things, but I'm not really counting those. Writing this bit I just now realized that Sray could do a lot of interesting things with her ability. She can heat things up and I imagine in her normal life she probably did it a lot without thinking, but in this situation I think it's trying to balance all of the things going on in her head. I am still parsing out how much concentration she needs to do something simple like warming her roll versus her altercation with Ashtim. Obviously with Ashtim there was a loss of temper in there as well so holding form was secondary to punishing the little jerk.

More things that no one is probably going to read )
lantairvlea: (lantair look)
Goal; 100
Words: 163
Various snippets that won't make sense )
I think I have decided that their ranks are not going to be used until after the official induction. It would make sense that they would keep the official names of the group's ranks under wraps. So then it is Mr., Ms, Mrs. or maybe just Ms because I don't know if some of them are maried or if that should be left open air at this point...

I also don't want to default to "professor" regardless of gender. I guess the good news is it's only for the first six weeks and then they shift over to their official Mime ranks. Something to chew on I guess.

In completely unrelated news my phone apparently has a crack onthe screen. I thought it was a hair, but it didn't brush away and when I angled it it looked much larger. The good news is that depending on the angle it doesn't affect viewing for the most part. It just stinks that the phone is under a year old, though. I think one of the boys must have done something to it.

Still other news I got in my "Oktoberfest" orders. Because I'm weird I have a little tradition of ordering stuff from to pseudo-celebrate Oktoberfest. Usually it includes a few movies, CDs, and a couple books (I have been admittedly bad about actually reading the books, but my "horse" German is even worse than my regular German so I would be glued to the dictionary reading them, granted some I have the English version of too so that helps. Anyway! This year I was a bit skimpier than usual for obvious reasons, but I still ordered a pair of CDs. A couple years ago I had taken a chance on some new-to-me artists that had recommended (and one Ola did) and enjoyed them, but hadn't sought out any more then last month I was thumbing through my iPod (which is probably close to ten years old now) and rediscovered Christina Stürmer's "In dieser Stadt" album and have been enjoying it over and over again. I went ahead and ordered two more of her albums, one I think is one of her first and the other was from 2013 and I am pleased to report I am happy with them and pleased with the quality of her music. I do still have some catching up to do with Nena and Peter Schilling (so happy he started making music again and Nena is just a music-making machine that has been going strong, if unheard of in the USA since 99 Red Balloons), but maybe next year.

Slightly more related,the boys are apparently obsessed with Elle King's "Ex's and Oh's" and have been rocking out to it nonstop. Needless to say I've had it stuck in my head.

I apparently need to make up my schedule for AFE in the Spring. I've also been asked about an art class for a home school group. We'll see how high the interest is. I need three at minimum to make it worth my while. I also need to decide what type of art class for AFE next semester. If I should offer the Intro again or do something else entirely. I'd really like to do a Visual Storytelling class helping them develop a visual narrative, be it a series of images or a comic, but I don't know. All things to think on and consider. It also depends on how invested I want to be in this and balance between it and my usual work. We're still just in the first year of the school so I don't honestly know where this will all end up. The Horsemanship portion has been very lucrative, the other two classes not so much, but a portion of those classes go back to the school for the facility upkeep, etc. whereas I get the bulk of the Horsemanship classes apart from a very small administrative fee. The school is still pretty small so the limited number of students makes me wonder at the longevity of any single class and how many times one will be able to offer it before interest peters out, unless they start really growing the school and broadening their base.

I think it is a really good idea having a private school/homeschool hub where people can take the electives or the full curiculum and I hope they can make a go of it and it'll be interesting to be along for the ride.
lantairvlea: (lantair look)
Goal: 100

I'm probably going to get more in today, but it will be more piecemeal and less of a chunk and I don't know if I'll have the time to post the rest.

The room was massive with high ceilings and large, angled windows. by now the sun had fully set and in addition to the table lamps larger ones set within the walls filled thebroom with ample light. There were many tables full of people and a single empty one towards the front, which their guide lead the way to. The table was round, like all the others except for the long, rectangular one placed close to theirs at the front of the hall. The people sitting at it were mostly middle-aged, though a few younger and older. Once they were all seated one of them stood and walked to a podium set to the side of the long rectangular table.
lantairvlea: (lantair look)
Goal: 100
Words: 141

Not much. I need to rewrite the introduction section, especially the first part because there is nonstage. A stage made no sense. I guessbit is a good presentation platform, but having a structure used once or twice a year didn't seem to jive with the Mime, so it'll be at the head of the room and a modest podium.

There would be no real rest for six weeks, but it would only be six weeks. A short time in the grand scheme of things. Long enough to determine intent at least.

Once fitted with their new robes the group was guided down the hall again. It was starting to get dark and the lamps were all lit, the flames burned steadily and the light reflected brilliantly against the white stone walls.

Their guide stopped before a heavy wood door and faced them again. "You will be introduced to the rest of the school this evening. You will sit at your table until your name is called, at which time you will stand and be presented by the head of the school. You will then wait until you are told to return to your seats. Dinner will be served shortly thereafter.

I will note it feels good to be consistently working on something again.
lantairvlea: (lantair look)
Goal: 100
Words: 258

I need to hit this scene again tomorrow, as I tragically lack the time to finish it tonight.

Kallon and friends )
lantairvlea: (lantair look)
Goal: 100
Words: 233

I think I'm doing pretty well considering my stated goal!

Lunch Break )
lantairvlea: (lantair look)
Goal: 100
Words: 292

Notes: The official induction ceremony for the Brotherhood of the Mime is the beginning of the second term. Their time away on break is a test to see if they will keep it secret or abuse their new knowledge. The fire occurs after the induction ceremony. Someone was pissed off Mishor actually went through with admitting Sray into the order.

The carriage slowed, the horses' hooves picking up a softer sound and slower rhythm as they dropped to a walk. Elima and Kirren were both sound asleep, propped upon each other. Sray looked anxiously out the window. Almost home, soon she would be in her own bed again and safe amongst her family. No more prying eyes, disapproving looks, or insufferable, childish bullies. She looked back at Elima and Kirren, they were okay. She might actually miss Kem before she has to go back, as insufferably nosy and talkative as the girl was. Sray may have actually made her first real friend since moving to Jon.

The driver called to his team and the carriage came to an abrupt halt. Sray stood up as Kirren and Elima straightened and rubbed their eyes.

"See you in two weeks," Sray bid farewell. Her bag was handed won and she hugged it in front of her and started walking as the carriage moved off to its last two stops.

The familiar walk down the drive seemed longer than it used to be. The house looked lonely nestled between the fields of cut hay.

"Sray!" Janef bolted down the lane. "You're home! You're finally home!" Sray barely had the time to set down her bag before Janef latched onto her in a suffocating hug.

Sray staggered backwards and laughed. "I missed you too, ".
lantairvlea: (lantair look)
Goal: 100
Count: 116

Technically a few more than that, but I don't really count a sentence here or there as I'm editing.

Kallon this time, getting into trouble. I don't think alcohol was a thing among the Clamon and I doubt it was something Kayrin thought was needed after going years without it living among the Clamon. While Dantel and Jona weren't the best influence at times (what group of teenage boys are?) they at least helped keep Kallon out of trouble once they found out he was half Clamon (which happened once Kallon was drunk enough to lose some self control and awareness).

"Just try it, Kallon." Dantel shoved the bottle back into Kallon's hand. "We have to celebrate and the best way to do that is drinking!"

Jona and Dantel lifted their bottles towards Kallon. He looked skeptically at the bottle in his hand then to his friends.

"Happy birthday Kallon, and good luck at the smithy!" Dantel proclaimed. Their bottles clacked heavily together before Dantel and Jona chugged theirs down. Not to be left behind Kallon tilted the bottle against his lips and nearly gagged at the first gulp. His eyes watered.

Jona laughed "The first swallow is a shock. It gets better, keep drinking!"

Kallon hoped it didn't get worse as he tentatively took another swig.


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