Novel Watch #16: +3 pages [47 total]
Added another 3 pages today, and introduced some more townfolk like Bobby Hollowleg, the town drunk, and Herick Poorman, who hails from a long line of professional beggars. More importantly, I introduced Janekyn Smith, the son of the local blacksmith. He’s going to be somewhat important in part 2, if all goes according to plan…
Woo! I’m up to 47 pages and 30,762 words! That moves this book up my chart, two whole slots to #6!
| # | Title | Word Count | date range |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1 | Myth series (combined) | 106,121 | 1996-1998 |
| 2 | Guardian Nova | 94,079 | 2003-2004 |
| 3 | Godplay | 90,413 | 2001 |
| 4 | ThatPlace series (combined) | 79,533 | 1999-2000 |
| 5 | Danger Zone | 31,564 | 1998-1999 |
| 6 | STS&TE | 30,762 | 2007 |
| 7 | The Dark Lord’s Return | 30,239 | 1998 |
| 8 | Mushed-Up Egyptian Myths | 29,497 | 1997 |
| 9 | Messed-Up Norse Myths | 24,374 | 1997 |
| 10 | ThatPlace: The Joining | 21,971 | 1999 |
| 11 | Mixed-Up Greek Myths | 19,939 | 1996 |
| 12 | Sweetdreams series (combined) | 17,708 | 2001-2003 |
| 13 | Evil Takes a Vacation | 15,629 | 2002 |
| 14 | Giving up the Ghost | 15,468 | 2007 |
| 15 | The Knights of Revolution v2 | 14,304 | 1997 |
Only 10,000 words more to go and this’ll be officially a novel. No worries there. The real question in my mind is how much longer than 40,000 words is it going to be? Can I keep it going at this seemingly slow but probably fairly fast pace? Hmmmm…. Well, the good news is that things are going to start going really bad soon, so that’ll keep things lively.
Bandolor is worried about the Tongue of Erskavit. Janekyn doesn’t know that. An excerpt:
Bandolor straightened to address Janekyn, who happened to be staring at Adrianna. She found herself sweating, wondering suddenly if he could see through her disguise.
“I would have a lock,†Bandolor said. “As hardy as thou canst make it.â€
“A lock?†He smiled, both at Bandolor and Adrianna, and that put her at ease a little. Such a nice smile, he could hardly be suspicious of her, and if he was, she was comfortably secure that he wasn’t the type to go around telling everyone about it. When he spoke, it was with a voice both calm and measured, with the slightest hint of amusement. “Fear ye intruders, mighty Bandolor?
The sorcerer chuckled. “Nay, I fear them not. ’Tis for them I fear, in truth.â€