July 27, 2003
Bump in the road
After not writing at all yesterday, today was a difficult day. As Mer has been prone to doing lately, I found myself resisting the urge to sing out "Exposition!" while I started today's scene. Alex, having heard some unpleasant rumors about her parents, is asking Weylin for the truth of the matter--or at least, part of the matter. What I realized today is that I haven't thought things through a lot, in terms of the faerie society that I've set up. I know some of how things are, but not why. So most of what I've done today has been to try and untangle all of my thoughts on the subject. Which has resulted in a brain dump straight into my world-building Word doc. ;)
I also realized that I need more encyclopedic-type books on fairy folklore. I miss my copy of A Field Guide to the Little People. It was cheesy, but it had some useful stuff in it. My biggest fear right now is that my fae will look and feel and sound like they stepped straight from one of White Wolf's Changeling books. Or worse, that it'll seem like I tried too hard to make them UNlike White Wolf's changelings.
Grar. Not thinking about that one too hard.
Managed about 500 words today. Back on the horse tomorrow. Gods, I hate exposition.
Note to myself:
Never stop writing for the day at the end of a scene. Stop in the middle of a conversation if you can.
Guh. I haven't written a word yet this morning and I've been staring at Word for nearly an hour. Why? Because I finished at the end of a scene on Friday that made me extremely happy. Starting now from another scene (and I KNOW what scene, so that's not the problem) is like starting a cold engine in the middle of January. Won't turn over. Feeling sleepy isn't helping. Bouncy Scottish music and caffeine aren't helping yet either. Yet.
Whine whine whine. I need to either shit or get off the pot.
