Looking at my posting schedule, I should have posted these using the date/time of when they were written. So, something for the 14th in the morning would have been posted with a URL for the 14th, and a timestamp for the morning, rather than–for example–being listed as posted on the 18th when I finally got around to posting. Oh well!
In the PM chapter Sarah has no problem accepting that Arle is on Earth. There’s actually a bit of unwritten story related to this. Without it, there’s a bit of a plot hole concerning Sarah’s relatively lackluster reaction to seeing Arle.
We only had one vanpool stop this morning, so that left a lot less time for writing.
I took the last 164 words from the end of yesterday’s writing (after rewriting the nonsense, from being half-asleep while writing, out of them), and used that as the start for this morning’s writings, instead. It worked nicely to have a “chapter break” at this point.
1031 words in the morning. Sore left arm from lack of elbow space, and another problem in the vanpool, and I barely got any typing done. Too cold on the ride home. Kept falling aleep, with only 931 words written. Total: 1962 words.
I may be retconning a little, as I don’t recall what I may have said about the violet planet. The retconning here takes it to a place with perhaps more harsh cold environments than just the one where the violet jewel was recovered from. It’s retconned so there are few people on that planet, compared to a past population. It remains a world where somehow the cave on the planet holds the same plant-life and sunshine as the violet continent, a connection which may be made stronger in a later draft.
Somehow, I only reached a word count of 1,213 in the morning. My goal is 1,250 per commute, but I expected more than this.
I the morninng, I wanted to do more with this chapter, but time did not allow it. I considerd continuing the PM after this one, but because I want to start the PM with Samuel waking up at home, a chapter break works.
I only had time for 1,179 words this morning.
My original intent was to have Cecilia not speak English. Arle and Alfalfa would be able to translate for her. But for some reason, I had her learn English, and I don’t know why. Oh, what conflict! Too bad it’s conflict between the writer and the writee…
