So last night I went with family and ended up meeting some friends too to go see The Avengers. I admit I didn’t have really high hopes for this film, just because putting together so many big egos into a single sitting couldn’t possibly work out, right? I was wrong. That film was incredible, and I can already tell you that I plan to have a copy of it as soon as it’s out on Blu-Ray for a few incredibly amusing scenes that I won’t be spoiling for you right now. This coming from a gal who’s a major DC & Batman fan.

Earlier today while I was waiting on getting my car serviced, I spent a good bit of time writing on Ghosts of Pikes Peak and ended up taking them in a direction I hadn’t anticipated. I thought this was going to be a much shorter piece, honest, but I realized that my characters were reaching their limits. Both physically and mentally, so I had to make a decision. So the plot got turned upside down and they found their way back to the city itself, which is unfortunate for them. Now they’re having to do some low-budget disguise work to try and find the essentials. It’s a good thing Rennick is so good at putting together costumes.

In other news, next month is Camp NaNo! *Gulp* I have no idea what I’ll be writing on. I’m hoping to be done with this piece by then so I can devote more time to Secrets of Leekston but who knows. I’ve always got new projects wanting to crowd out my current ones, you know like this story did. 😉 I can’t complain really, but dang I like to go in knowing mostly what I’ll be writing on. It’ll either be Ghosts of Pikes Peak, Secrets of Leekston, or my brother illusionists trying to stop each other tale. Here’s the general synopsis for it:

Two royal brothers are born with extraordinary powers (haven’t quite decided if this is normal or not in this world). The elder of the two imprisons the other for fear that he’ll try to challenge his right to the throne. Years later the imprisoned brother, Daniel, is freed by rebels looking for a way to topple his tyrant brother. Daniel has to decide if he wants to join them in their cause and lead a revolution, or spurn them and go his own route. As he learns about the people behind the scenes controlling his brother’s actions, he begins to question his anger toward his brother, and must eventually decide whether he can kill the last remaining member of his family.

Suggestions are always welcome. I’ve only got a month to decide after all.

Anyway, on to word metrics!

Project: Ghosts of Pikes Peak

Summary: The old, abandoned Davis Farm just outside the bustling city of Pikes Peak is riddled with malicious spirits. Werewolf detective Colton Fen has been assigned to a half-vampire partner, Rennick Dalton, to handle the troublesome ghosts, but even their combined strength may not be enough to dissuade the poltergeists from plucking victims from the outskirts of town. Is this a simple case of ghost infestation or is there something far more malicious going on in the farmhouse?

Current total words: 29,675
New words written: 2,017

Progress in Story: Rennick and Colton realize that this ghost situation is far worse than they expected, and now they’re scrambling to find a way to get much-needed supplies before facing the thing again.

Total Words for 2012: 39,256

Snippet: Rennick tries to help him put together a disguise, much to Colton’s regret.

“Please,” he gagged. “I don’t want to smell that thing any more than I have to.”

“You’ll want it,” he assured him. “That hood is going to help you not be seen. You’re a stranger to this town at least, but that doesn’t mean they won’t recognize you if they see you. I was with you quite a bit when we were going around town, so they’ll know you know me. The final key is going to be this.” He made his way over to a corner of the room, moving slowly as though he might collapse at any moment. He moved his boot around along the floor before reaching down and rubbing his hands in the mess.

“What is that?”

Rennick made his way back, raising one hand up. “Dirt,” then he raised the other, “Ash.” Then he proceeded to rub both of them all over Colton’s face before he could raise any protest. The man was hardly minimal with applying it either and Colton sputtered at the grime that made its way onto his lips.

“What the hell?”

“They’ll never recognize you now.”

“No kidding!” He spat on the dirt. “I don’t even think I would recognize me right now.”