…let’s see how it looks shrunk down to fit.
Plus I’ll have to re-input the data every single day. 😦 Not the greatest solution.
Annoyingly, it turns out there actually is a plugin for charts on WordPress…but you have to be a on a paid plan to use it. :<
Maybe I should just buy some graph paper and make the graphs myself by hand. ;P
In case you can’t read the chart, my word total today was a measly 1,310, and my total is 41,429.
My word count today was really stymied by the fact that I meandered down a dead end and was temporarily stopped at a bit over 300 words. The problem with being a pantser — the problem with being mentally hardwired to change things on the fly as I go — is that sometimes you make a wrong turn. I mean, I was still following the minor outline I had earlier. Specifically, this part:
it’s a local nobleman who tells them about the way they might be able to undo some of the flood’s effects, though he begs them to stay on at his court, offering such great rewards that they’re sorely tempted to stay.
So, the thing is about this nobleman. I had them arrive in a strange new location, and they had to meet the local lord, who was going to tell them about something that could help them do whatever they need to do (I have an idea about that part, but it’s still nebulous), but also tempt them with offers to stay and work for him.
I’m not sure why, but the first time around —
Okay, no, let me back up. See, I decided that I was going to make the planet a paradise, especially in that it wasn’t simply a matriarchy in name while still reflecting the male-dominated cultural attitudes we see on this planet. (I’m looking at you, Alexandria in Final Fantasy IX.) That, however, made it rather awkward for the noble to be male instead of female, though. So I figured a teenage king who had inherited the throne when his mother died in childbirth.
Only he ended up being shallow, boring and…I don’t even know what he was. I couldn’t find a way to work with him.
No, I couldn’t find a way to work with the attitude he injected into his entire atmosphere.
If that makes sense.
Anyway, after thinking about it for a while, I decided the teenage version had to go. But I liked the inherited at birth thing, so now the king is four, and it’s his father, the Prince Regent, who’s asking them to stay. He can be more like a proper nobleman than the teenage version of his son could, without sacrificing what I wanted for that world’s civilization.
Of course, that delayed me. And also life happened. Because, you know, life does that.