Two hours ago, my story was longer than it is now, but it's about to get longer again, and much, much better.
How this happened in three points:
1. On Sunday, as usual I derided my abilities as a writer, and as usual my friends pulled knives and told me to STFU or else. (Well, not quite like that. But they've been known to have a low tolerance for what I consider a rational assessment of my skill level and what they consider useless self-deprecation.) Their resistance to my point, this time, forced me to explain myself...And now for the best one:
I make things easy on my characters, and while I'm aware of it, it's difficult not to slip them treats under the table. I like them too much. I think a mark of truly amazing writers is a willingness to bring real darkness into their work, to take away everything a character has, some of it permanently. You can't gain skills just by doing terrible things to your characters, of course, but the ability to make the reader cry, "Oh, no!" is valuable indeed.
2. I had a logic flaw in Noble Quest (it appeared because this is a rewrite of a significantly different NaNo attempt, sharing a partial skeleton, some characters, and little else). I posed it to some writer friends, who uttered several suggestions, some easy to implement, some difficult, some impossible.
3. They, especially kehrli, advised me to force my characters to do the thing I wanted them to do by using ramifications greater than their own possible deaths. And so I solved the logic flaw while convincing myself that maybe I am a hardass after all.
No treats under the table for you guys, NQ cast. Just blood, guilt and desperation. >:)
75742 / 80000 words. 95% done! (which is a lie, since it's going to be longer than I thought)