July 31, 2003
Enh
Not a great morning in terms of word count, only about 300, and all of that outline. BUT, had some serious character breakthroughs, and as a result, the plot shifted a little bit if a way I hadn't foreseen. This is a very good thing. I'm off to the library to get some books on faeries for research, and then back to dive back in this afternoon, make up some of what I didn't write this morning.
"We've just been given crab monsters and a plot twist. Let's go home."
(Okay, the subject is a stolen Buffy game quote, but it fits in a weird non sequiturial sort of way.)
Right. I guess when you poke at a character enough, sometimes they eventually at least stand up and go, "Will you stop fucking poking at me, bitch?!"
Hi, Weylin. Nice to see you finally decided to join the party instead of sulking in your corner. Thanks for letting me know what's going on in your head. It's useful for things like, oh, figuring out what you're going to do next.
And the plot twist? Well, let's just say that was the result of Weylin reaching up and rearranging my world view--not to mention my outline. I find this immensely ironic, considering the comment I made just this morning in
Times like this are when I love being a writer. It's kinda like that moment in every Frankenstein movie you've ever seen, when the voltage shoots through the reassembled corpse and the doctor shrieks, "It's aliiiiiiive, it's aliiiiiiiive!"
Edited to add: Wow, now that I know what he's up to, Weylin's a clever little bastard. He might give Jack a run for his money in the cleverness department.
Off the edge of the map
As of yesterday, I wrote the last bit of novel that I had something resembling a scene by scene outline for. So... I imagine this morning I'll be doing more outlining than anything else. My favorite thing in the world!
I kinda feel like all of my characters are standing around looking at each other going, "I dunno, what do you want to do?" This should be an interesting day for writing.
