Holy cow! Today marked the completion of 90% of my first draft of my manuscript for Augira. I just finished the climax, so it may actually end up shorter than my 100,000 word goal at first. But, I suspect that all the things I want to add during the revision process will get me to a good length.
But still, 90,009 words? Can you believe it? This is the longest thing I have ever written. It is 303 pages double-spaced, Times New Roman 12 pt. font, 1-inch margins. It’s huge! And I did it – I made this wonderful, imperfect, creative thing! I can see the finish line (at least for this part of the process), and I am in awe.
It doesn’t seem real. But in a good way. 🙂
In celebration, here’s a little morsel that leads up to the climax:
“We’re here,” Light Torune said suddenly, pulling Renna from her thoughts.
She looked around. They were out on a main road. The gravel here was firmly packed, and it bore the tell-tale grooves of carriage and wagon wheels. Before them was a modest Temple. The sconces that were affixed to the walls on either side of the great front doors burned softly, and a shiny tile mosaic decorated every free inch of the front wall, colorful tiles depicting the Lord of the Light and his followers in the heavens.
“Beautiful,” Renna breathed, transfixed by the way the light played off the tiles, each little square appearing dark and luminous.
“I know,” Light Torune replied, his eyes also focused on the wonderful mosaic. “Father Gury, the other Disciples, and myself made it during the dry season when I had only ten years to my name. It took all of the dry months, and we barely thought we would have it finished in time.” He chuckled dryly, his eyes distant, obviously reliving a different time. “We barely got the sealant on in time for the first rains.”
Evie walked forward silently, her small, pale hand outstretched as her fingers grazed the tiled wall nearest her. She sighed, running her hand over the mosaic.
“I imagine it’s beautiful,” she said softly.
“It depicts the Lord and his true disciples in the heavens,” Renna said, feeling sorry for the blind girl. “The colors are all darker now, but I suspect that it fairly glows with vivid hues during the day.”
“It does,” Light Torune agreed. He seemed to shake himself out of his reverie. “Let’s go in.” The Light looked around the street, his expression anxious once again. “Quickly, now, before someone sees us.”