February 18, 2004

More Write Club goodness

I forgot to mention, I bought two books last night (I can't remember the last time I bought books at Borders--hooray tax refund check): Characters & Viewpoint by Orson Scott Card (which I recently read) and the 2004 Novel & Short Story Writer's Market.

I also forgot to mention that when Mer read "Sinful Waste", she gave me a six word tag for the ending that just made me shudder in revulsion. I'm debating whether adding it would push the story over the top or not.

Oh, and here's the reason I'm thinking of retitling "Down to the River", and in fact, changing the setting of the denouement:

Little girl, little girl, where'd you stay last night?
Not even your momma knows.
Lord, I stayed in the pines where the sun never shines
And I shivered when the cold wind blowed.

There's a creepiness to that song I can't define. All the lyrics seem to be veiled references to something else, something darker, that I just don't have the cultural grounding to translate. But the creepiness I can appropriate for my uses. (There's more about me and my unraveling of death-related bluegrass music here.)

Posted by Lisa at 11:00 AM | Comments (2)

Progress, but not in the direction I planned

In short, Write Club a resounding success yet again.

In detail:
-"Sinful Waste", according to Mer, doesn't suck. This makes me happy. It needs work, but another scene or two stuck in there ought to fix things up.
-I started a new story that's threatening to turn into a novel. I'm going to try and wrangle it into a short story first. Tentatively I'm calling it "Down to the River" cause that's what I started with, but after listening to some old-time Stanley Brothers, it might get changed to "In the Pines". More on that tomorrow, I'm too tired to explain.

Posted by Lisa at 12:11 AM | Comments (0)