Happy Mother's Day!

Wishing all the mama's (and the dad's doing the mama thing) a great day!  Hope it was relaxing and everything that you wished for.

(More than 40K words!  Getting closer!!)

Traumatized

I know that I'm not supposed to be here blogging until I get my book done, but I have to share something that has happened to me during this process that I'm hoping someone else can relate to.

I had to make the decision to "off" a character to get the story where it needs to be.  It wasn't a decision I made lightly and I actually cried typing out most of it.  Once it was done, I was still questioning where it was the right decision, but when my friend read the pages and cried too, I knew that I had done the right thing.

Now though...I can't seem to write anymore.  It's like, the story should just end there.  I know it can't but to be honest, I feel a bit traumatized.  Like, HOW could I do this to this person (who doesn't exist)?  Does that make any kind of sense at all or am I just bonkers?

Quick Update

I am at 35,566 words!  I promised myself that if when I got to 35,500 words I would share the prologue with you.  So...here it is...the first part of my book. Quake.
Please keep in mind that this is a first draft share, no editing has been really done.

Prologue

      Sitting in the command center, she gaze over her unit, silently relishing in what was about to happen.  “Have you secured her?” She asked, turning to face him.  “Yes, mistress, she has been secured.” A cold smile crept across.  “You must keep her close; she and the other cannot escape.”  He nodded, acknowledging the truth behind the words that his leader spoke. 

      She returned her attention to the monitors before them, watching as the other units prepared their decent around the world.  “We will be moving up the time table to this week.” She informed him.  “This week? Why?” He realized his response was unwelcome, looked upon as a challenge.  “My apologies, mistress.  I’m just surprised by movement, it was my understanding that we wouldn’t move for another month’s time.”

      She looked down at him, the man she had chosen to be her second in command.  The one that she had personally trained to ensure that he would be ready when the time was right, “Are you not ready?” The look in her eye told him that there was only one answer.  “Yes, mistress, I am.” He coughed to clear his throat. “I just want to make sure that the other units are ready as well.” He stood, with his arms crossed behind his back, at full attention. 

      As she inspected him, she didn’t see any hesitation within his stance or his ability to move forward with the mission at hand. “They will be,” she assured him, once again turning to the screens, “They have to.”        

Less than 17,000 words to go

16,618 to be exact.

I remember when I thought getting to 16,000 words was impossible and look at me now!  I'm nearing the end!  I'm at the part where we start to figure out what's going on.  And yep, I mean the collective we, cause I have no idea how this is going to end.  LOL.

I knew the characters, I knew the basic concept and had a crazy idea that I might actually be able to have this dream come to life.  So I see the light at the end of the proverbial tunnel.  Almost there!!!