The holiday was most... rejuvenating.
Now we shift to our new Secret Headquarters. There seem to be rather more boxes than I remember.
All should be back in place by Monday. I hope.
Showing posts with label an archeological metaphor taken too far.... Show all posts
Showing posts with label an archeological metaphor taken too far.... Show all posts
Thursday, February 14, 2008
Cardboard Box Blues
Now we shift to our new Secret Headquarters. There seem to be rather more boxes than I remember.
Thursday, March 1, 2007
Halftime Chicken Dance
Status: 51,000 words
Okay, so six weeks after I started, I'm roughly halfway through my first pass. Yay. Somewhere around five or ten thousand, I was sure I'd be doing a funny little dance at the 50k mark. And if you'd ever seen me try to dance at all, you'd know why it'd have to be funny...
But I blew past it and on to 51k without really noticing. Yesterday the plot moved forward a little, but most of the motion was backfill. I realized there were early scenes that were just, dammit, gonna need writing in. They were crowding out the forward bits, so I didn't fight it. Just sat down and wrote them.
I like the archeology metaphor: I'm unearthing this thing a word at a time. Yesterday I found a few bits of jawbone in among the leg. They were distracting me so I went and assembled them and laid them near the rest of the head. Where exactly they'll fit in remains to seen, and I'm pretty sure at least some of these bits aren't bones at all, just hard crumbly dirt and possibly someone emptied their bucket of chicken in here...
Okay, so six weeks after I started, I'm roughly halfway through my first pass. Yay. Somewhere around five or ten thousand, I was sure I'd be doing a funny little dance at the 50k mark. And if you'd ever seen me try to dance at all, you'd know why it'd have to be funny...
But I blew past it and on to 51k without really noticing. Yesterday the plot moved forward a little, but most of the motion was backfill. I realized there were early scenes that were just, dammit, gonna need writing in. They were crowding out the forward bits, so I didn't fight it. Just sat down and wrote them.
I like the archeology metaphor: I'm unearthing this thing a word at a time. Yesterday I found a few bits of jawbone in among the leg. They were distracting me so I went and assembled them and laid them near the rest of the head. Where exactly they'll fit in remains to seen, and I'm pretty sure at least some of these bits aren't bones at all, just hard crumbly dirt and possibly someone emptied their bucket of chicken in here...
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