I've just finished the first draft of a novella I started three weeks ago. It's currently 31,000 words (which isn't bad seeing as I had 30,000 in mind as the maximum) and the working title is The Mirror of the Nameless. As I said in an earlier post, I was thinking of a Shaun Hutson meets HP Lovecraft sort of thing. It's ended up like neither which is probably a good thing seeing as I can't write like Hutson or Lovecraft. Saying that, there's always room to develop and expand a few areas - as well as cutting them - in the rewrites, so we'll just have to see how the finished book ends up.
This draft has been one of the easiest pieces I've written which was a pleasant surprise. Planning out the main scenes was a big help as was the short word count. That's not to suggest the first draft is anywhere near readable by anyone else (that'd be like offering to cook someone a nice meal and serving a still bleeding steak) and I already know of a few issues that need work but overall, it wasn't a hard write. Basically, I started with a bang and kept going. Which means I'm now knackered.
Plans for the rest of the year - do a bit of research this week on a particular issue, read a mate's book so I can give her some feedback on it, prepare myself for the upcoming edits on 'Set, get Chrimbo out of the way by drinking too much and watching Doctor Who, then get stuck into the edits for Mirror. No leaving it a month as usual. I'm getting this bad boy finalised as soon as possible.
And in honour of Lovecraft, here's a picture. Form an orderly queue, ladies.