I am a little burnt out!

Let me tell you, writing more than 1600 words every single day (and feeling the pressure of falling behind when you don’t) really gets to you. Especially if, like me, you’re used to writing nothing every day. ¬†I really want to continue my Like Clockwork story but I am having trouble squeezing so many words out of my body. Instead I want to introduce my new blog, where I plan to write about writing and post an excerpt of the first chapter of the novel I’m writing. Think of it as a¬†consolation¬†post.

“The sunset glinted off the knight’s shining armour. Sir Rick Knight of Rotterdam rode away from an explosion without even looking back at it as his faithful steed sprinted across the valley. The local village was alight and its people were scrambling to gather their belongings and loved ones and move away from the flaming maze of cottages before another storehouse filled with the fireworks a chinese ambassidor brought the king just two days ago could explode. The dragon that had caused this mess was already flying away, satisfied with the destuction it had caused, into the mountains of the north. Sir Knight followed with great speed and promised to bring justice to said dragon and prevent it from ever again causing harm. The wind whistled through the slots in his helmet and stung his eyes but still he kept following the path of the dragon. Finally he reached a hill that climbed out of the valley. As he reached its peak and looked out over the land he realized that it would be a great journey to cover the distance that the dragon had already put between them in less than thirty minutes.

‘In the distance he saw a small clloud of smoke rising from a clearing in the dense forest not far ahead of him. He knew that his only chance of reaching the dragon would be with preparation and supplies. His horse also seeing the forest ahead slowed to a stop and whinnied. It was actually more like a whine than a whinny, he did not want to go in that forrest. “Shhhh, it’ll be alright, Steve,” said Sir Knight but Steve could sense danger lurking that the knight could not. So reluctant was the good stead, Steve, that Sir Knight had to get off of his horse and lead him into the forest on foot. Gingerly the two approached the forest entrance. A breeze seemed to escape from inside the tightly packed groves of trees as they were only feet away from walking onto the small dark path that had been cut through.”

Chapter 1- Thine Good Knight on a Daring Quest in Medieval Times with Magic and Probably Dragons and Also  a Princess!

Notes: My new blog is called An Act of Optimism and you can find it at writingoptimist.blogspot.com

I plan on editing my novel so it isn’t so poorly written but for now, this is what I’ve got, this is what I’ve been working on.

I haven’t totally given up on Like Clockwork¬†but I may be posting irregularly until I’m finished with this whole novel writing thing.