I actually managed to write 500+ words on the train today for LT3. On the subway. It's been a while since I've managed that. Here's a wee taste.
I'm really pleased with how this is progressing. I'm finally starting to feel good about this project. And I've broken 2000 words on it! Only a minimum of 8000 left to go, which shouldn't be hard, plotwise. I haven't even gotten to the focus of the plot. much less started developing the relationship.
In a room where the professor kept spare parts, I found an old trunk, smaller than the proverbial bread box. It was either unused or hadn't been used in quite some time. It was half covered by papers as well as a box of old broken cogs and gears, all of which were coated in a fine layer of dust.
The trunk itself was beautiful. I don't mean it in the delicate and fancy sense; I mean beautiful in the eyes of an inventor or collector. It was sturdy, made of bronze and iron, where it wasn't rusted. It had these fantastic hinges, none of which matched another too well, meaning each had been painstakingly cut by hand. It was sparsely decorated, no ornate designs to detract from its perfect simplicity.
It's funny now, looking back, how I fell in love with that old trunk.
I'm really pleased with how this is progressing. I'm finally starting to feel good about this project. And I've broken 2000 words on it! Only a minimum of 8000 left to go, which shouldn't be hard, plotwise. I haven't even gotten to the focus of the plot. much less started developing the relationship.