A Series of Strange Events


Last Tuesday afternoon, I got a tension headache. It bothered me all afternoon and night. I woke up Wednesday and still had it. Despite using the massager and multiple Salonpas patches on my back. Wednesday afternoon it got so bad I was vomiting. So I took a muscle relaxer and went to bed for a couple of hours. When I woke up from my nap it was better but not gone. I decided to color my hair, because a lot of times massaging the color into my hair will seriously help a tension migraine.

So, I put the color on about 6 and when it came time to wash it out, I used water as hot as I could stand it. After my shower, it was still there. I broke out the massager again. It helped a little more. I begged my mom to beat on the muscle causing it, which felt like I had surgically implanted a marble under my skin. My mom agreed and sorta karate chopped on that spot and the muscles around it for twenty minutes or so.

At 10 pm it finally went away. Thank goodness. And with it gone, I decided I wanted to write. I booted the laptop and opened all the unfinished D&R books I had, but didn’t write on any of them. I almost gave up but decided to see what would happen if I opened a blank document. At 12:30 am, I had written the first killer chapter, 4 regular chapters, and the second killer chapter.

I’ve really struggled to get into Aislinn’s frame of mind lately. I got up Thursday morning, opened the document, looked at the second killer chapter I’d written and wasn’t sure about it. So I took the chapter and sent it to a couple of people to get their opinions and then I went back to writing. When I looked up, I had four more chapters and it was lunch time. I bashed out another 4 chapters by 5 pm on Thursday.

By Friday, I knew I was making good progress, but I hadn’t checked my writing targets or anything. I had 19 chapters by the end of the workday on Friday. Saturday morning, I got up and between 8:30am and 11:00am, I wrote another 3 chapters. At 11 I had to go to the grocery store, I planned to make lasagna to take to some friends’ house Saturday night.

I returned to writing about 2pm on Saturday afternoon, I had 2 hours to write before I had to get up and cook the gluten free lasagna noodles. I was working outside. My parent in-laws showed up for a quick visit and after they left, I immediately started writing again. Then at 3:30, I looked down at the bottom of my writing program… I have a “writing target” for every book of 75,000 words and my writing program keeps a counter at the bottom of it. I looked at that counter for the first time 6,200 of 34,585 words written. What? Ok, something went wrong with my writing target. I opened it up… And I just stared at it for a few minutes. Then I took a picture of it. Since Wednesday night at 10pm, I had written 40,615 words. I was averaging 1,451 words an hour.

Competitive Dreams is going to end up much longer than 75,000 words. I’m on chapter 22 with more than 43,000 words written and I am definitely not at the halfway point. It’s probably going to end up longer than Fortified or Tortured which are the two longest books in the series to date. And like Fortified Dreams, there isn’t a “single killer.” As the name implies someone has reopened the serial killer club and they are holding a tournament in Kansas City. Some fan favorite serial killers have returned, some to help the SCTU, some to hinder it.

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