The Devil’s Word Count; or, March 23rd Progress Report

According to my calculations, to meet my word count goal for the first draft of The Exile I need to write 6,666.66 words per week for the next seven and a half weeks. Clearly this is a sign. It could mean that all the powers of hell are arrayed against me, or it could mean that I’m the devil…it’s too soon to tell. 

What I can tell you is that this past week I wrote 2,925 words. Still, I wrote almost everyday and I hadn’t yet made a specific weekly word count goal, so we’re calling this one a warm up round

Favorite passage I wrote this week:

Zuriel laughed. “Magic,” he scoffed. “You must be joking. Magic is heresy. The idea of The Order using magic is absurd!”

“That’s literally true,” Oresk smirked, “if you mean absurdity in the way that philosopher’s do: namely, that their position is self-contradictory or illogical.” All eyes turned to Oresk and Rayne’s eyebrows weren’t the only ones raised in astonishment. “What?” he asked, shrugging. “With the amount of time I’ve spent with Adaira, something was bound to rub off.”

Check back next week to see if the devil has his due.

(Meaning his word count, in case that was unclear).