Well, that's what I managed to put down for The King's Mistress, today. Not too bad. Why the word count? Ah, that's a writer thing. Either you count words or you don't. For me it's a way to feel like I've accomplished something, a bit of self-reward.
Since some of my stories are a mere 3,000 words, you can see why a number like 900 might get me all riled up. Problem is, I don't know how long The Mistress will end up...right now it's feeling like a novel. Oh, big sigh. Really? Another novel? Something else I'll have difficulty editing and getting sold? Why would I do such a silly thing?
And how long is a novel, you ask? Start at the big 50k and work your way up from there. With almost 3,500 in the bank for the Mistress, I am well on my way...and have no idea where I'm going. That's the funny part.
Oh well. Such is the whimsical nature of my muse.
And where did I get the inspiration this time? Like all my historical fantasies, from a real life character. In this case, Louis XV's long time mistress...what happened to her after he died? How can a woman wield such fearful power in the court one day, and the next be cast into the street because she was not of noble birth? That's the launching point.
Why do I do this? Only the muse knows...and she's not telling!
Until next time.