This past weekend, I took a small break from editing the first draft of my second novel to work on a short story whose kernel of an idea demanded immediate attention and then blossomed, nearly fully formed. In between having a new water heater installed by my awesome brother-in-law and trying to get our overgrown yard back up to snuff after lots of rain (and during the course of said lawn work, I managed to twist my ankle...), my weekend was filled with a ton of writing. I think I hit some personal bests pounding out this bit of fiction, typing up more than three thousand words each day.
Then, last night, I got hit with some kind of stomach bug or a severely upset stomach. Anyway, it waylaid me for Monday and forced me into taking a sick day from the day job. On the other hand, despite feeling like crap, I managed to finish up the story and topped out at over 4K, so definitely a new word count record for me.
And, I managed it despite the "help" of my frequent collaborator.
I also hewed pretty closely to my proposed ten thousand word limit, with the story topping out at a smidge over 11,000.
I'm not ready to say too much about this short story yet, other than to tell you it's not a science fiction piece and it has nothing whatsoever to do with my novel, CONVERGENCE. Nope, instead, this one is a straight-up horror gore-fest, (and a horror story that I haven't seen approached in a manner quite like this, but if I'm wrong, I'm sure I will hear about it), so consider yourself warned. There is a fair amount of editing to do on it, particularly since it's currently a very rough draft and with much of it written in a sickly daze, but hopefully I can release it by the Fall. Look for more details in the near future!
Now, if you'll excuse me, I'm off to have some more hot tea and a nice bland tortilla.