#//I just got up so i'm too groggy 4 drafts

[acertainmoshke]

Weekly Update 10/13/23

Cold Iron

Words written: 2,460

Chapter: 4

Stage: first draft

What's happening: idk dude I'm just writing stuff. They left town with their new companion and I needed something to happen the next day, so now they're helping some random rural Fae catch his giant magic dog so they can demand directions in return. Honestly a lot of this is probably going to be revised into something else next draft but I need to have something down to see the shape of the story and what to change about it.

Blades of Ice

Words written: 1,728

Chapter: 2

Stage: first draft

What's happening: having survived the meeting, Aryel met their sibling Bairon at the New Year's festival, but their little sibling Zjikil never showed up so they went to their rooms to find them. You would think having a full outline would make this one easier but somehow it really doesn't. Or maybe I'm just tired.

Other

I tried to study a little for marketing early in the week but honestly I got too overwhelmed to think about it anymore and gave myself the week off to chill. I mean, chill and work. But spending break time writing is the most I can do, I'm reading comics or Terry Pratchett novels at lunch, not my book marketing book.

Also I'm pretty determined on Cold Iron, but I'm not 100% sold on Blades of Ice as a title, but I was hoping to order them both covers in December so I need to figure that out.

Also my new timeline goals mean I really need to do about 1 page/day for each of them, but I alternate daily between them so currently I have to try and write at least 2 pages (about 550 words) daily. Which I don't always hit because sometimes I'm groggy at 6:45 when it's cold and dark, and sometimes I was too groggy at 6:00 and so don't start writing until after 7:00 and have less time. And some scenes are just hard. But I am doing my best. And some days I write over 800 words easily, so it balances out.

[dayseternal-blog]

Hey my dear ♡ As you may know I'm a super greedy bitch, and I wanted to ask you about the new chapter from Undercover, when will you update? Do you know? I hope I'm not pressuring you 🙈♥️ Stay safe and take care 💋💋

LOL no I was asking myself the same thing last night.

Because I decided I didn’t like what I’ve written so far.  It was more of Naruto and Hinata pining and like, none of us need that in this particular story.  I got stuck since it was so boring, was entirely distracted by starting the NaruHina page on Fanlore, and finally last night, I decided I was going to completely restart.

It’s going to go in the opposite direction with hopefully more tension.  But if you’re curious about what I’m about to delete, here it is:

Chapter 4: Kiss Him Again II Just Kidding

She woke up feeling groggy and ugly.

Most of all, weak.

She tried to look him in the eyes when they switched, but he was too handsome for her heart to handle.  His proximity alone awakened her memory with a yearning, and she was too ashamed to confront any of it bravely.

She could only manage to tell him that he could sleep and that she would take care of the watch.

The low scratch of his voice was overwhelmingly gentle.  All he said was “Okay, thanks, Hinata.”

And she felt more in love with him than she already was.  Hopelessly, uselessly, crazily in love.

Oh, how she wants to be honest with him!

How she can’t possibly bear to be honest with him!

A part of her hopes against hope that he brushed it all off as a part of the act.

A part of her hopes that he understood everything.

She’s a mess of contradictions, and she knows that now is far from the appropriate time to be worrying about any of this.  The crippling self-consciousness she used to suffer from in Naruto’s company was the sole reason she so often failed missions with him in her genin days, and the last thing her record needs is another one.

No, no.  Definitely no.

He said that we work well together.

And she believes they do, too!

So she will stop pitying herself and be ready for whatever the next eight hours brings.  Whether he acknowledges her feelings, ignores her feelings….rejects her….or completely didn’t register them, she needs to be ready.

She can take it.

She can face everything bravely and succeed in this mission no matter what.

She has to.

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It did not occur to him that she might be upset about what happened yesterday.

Did he force her into that situation?  Did he give her no choice but to say all of that and do all of that, and did she even mean any of it?

He lies in the bed she was just resting on, his eyes deliriously wide despite the fact that he knows he needs to get a little sleep.

It all seemed so real that he forgot that maybe she was just acting for the sake of appearances, but it just all seemed so real, and was it all fake or was maybe some, or even just a tiny bit, real?

He couldn’t fucking breathe, couldn’t take his eyes off her, couldn’t stop feeling feelings like he was struck straight through with just her figure before him,...and she hardly met his gaze.

She wasn’t happy.

So did she not mean it?  Or did she mean it?  Did she mean it??

He needs to know if it was real!  If those kisses were real!  If they are his to keep or if they were never his to begin with!

He rolls over, the memory washing over him for the millionth time.

He’s never been held like that before.  Never been kissed like that before.  Never heard words like that before.

Everything inside squeezes, and for the first time since then, he lets himself wallow in the exquisitely tender pain.

He wakes with a start at the knocking on his door and hurriedly pulls on his shoes.  He completely lost track of the time.  His mind struggles for clarity as he attempts to focus on the present.

He’s on a mission.

He needs to keep an eye on Eizan, Tacchi, and Ryuu while Hinata and Taiyou are on their shift.

And luckily, they all agreed to watch the live broadcast of the first round and the start of the second round together at the bar.

He needs to wake his dazed brain up!

Whatever Hinata did last night to him, she did it, and he won’t know what it was about until he talks to her!

So he just needs to do what he can!

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It’s a relief when Tacchi and Ryuu take over the shift.

It was hard enough to impatiently wait for her own doom by Naruto’s hands.

But to stand guard over old men fight about shogi?  To stand guard next to Taiyou after what she saw last night?  To notice the Land of Lightning Daimyo glancing at her face, most likely her eyes, as if he’s contemplating pulling them out right then and there?

There’s a limit to what she can take before she starts glaring and accidentally activating her kekkei genkai.

But when she sees Naruto turn at their approach, his

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Haha I stop mid-sentence like that pretty often in my drafts.  I’m going to delete everything and get the story moving hopefully!  Thank you for the encouragement.  I’m feeling refreshed to do better today 💖

[shindxi-moved-blog]

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