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Look! 'Sme!
Yes, I decided to go with an actual honest to God picture of me for a change. Ok, its slightly blurry, but it is me. In Kinitty Castle earlier this year. You can see a bit of curtain!
Last night I wrote a hum-dinger of a scene for To Regain Heaven. (Ok, I hope its still a hum-dinger when I revisit it but that's how writing goes.) Its a pivotal one, with loads going on, the main theme being betrayal, or suspected betrayal. Very exciting one to get out. I actually could hardly sit still writing it - which means the writing is a bit all over the place. It also presented the awful "so how do I actually get them out of it?" moment. I admit I resorted to "Run!" but with some style (I hope). So currently my hero is about to abandon my heroine in the woods at night (along with her possibly treacherous, possibly enchanted, possibly now all right again brother) with the entire company of the Slaugh bearing down on them. The one thing that is keeping the Slaugh back will dissipate the moment he leaves. And he HAS to leave.
Ok, so he can come back obviously! Wouldn't be much of a hero if he didn't come back would he? There is a word for what he would be but I can't type it here as this is a public journal! There's more than one word. You can string them together to make it really effective :D
This has really been a case of writing to a plan and then discovering characters going - "no, I don't think I'll sit here and wait for someone to come and get me. I think I will walk into the trap entirely of my own volition!" and my particular favorite "You think you're going to just turn up with the antidote to the problem? Ah-ha, by the time you get here I'm going to be consumed by my dark side and try to kill you instead!" I have largely stuck to the guidelines I laid down initially, but... BUT... I have never encountered characters as stubborn and bloody minded as these two.
Writing 'sfun.
Yes, I'm in a better mood. I'm into that headlong rush towards the end now. The weekend should be interesting. Family and friends will want me to do things. How do I explain I have at least two lives and a relationship to save in a world inside my own head?
Hmmm...
Sometimes I see why they worry.
Last night I wrote a hum-dinger of a scene for To Regain Heaven. (Ok, I hope its still a hum-dinger when I revisit it but that's how writing goes.) Its a pivotal one, with loads going on, the main theme being betrayal, or suspected betrayal. Very exciting one to get out. I actually could hardly sit still writing it - which means the writing is a bit all over the place. It also presented the awful "so how do I actually get them out of it?" moment. I admit I resorted to "Run!" but with some style (I hope). So currently my hero is about to abandon my heroine in the woods at night (along with her possibly treacherous, possibly enchanted, possibly now all right again brother) with the entire company of the Slaugh bearing down on them. The one thing that is keeping the Slaugh back will dissipate the moment he leaves. And he HAS to leave.
Ok, so he can come back obviously! Wouldn't be much of a hero if he didn't come back would he? There is a word for what he would be but I can't type it here as this is a public journal! There's more than one word. You can string them together to make it really effective :D
This has really been a case of writing to a plan and then discovering characters going - "no, I don't think I'll sit here and wait for someone to come and get me. I think I will walk into the trap entirely of my own volition!" and my particular favorite "You think you're going to just turn up with the antidote to the problem? Ah-ha, by the time you get here I'm going to be consumed by my dark side and try to kill you instead!" I have largely stuck to the guidelines I laid down initially, but... BUT... I have never encountered characters as stubborn and bloody minded as these two.
Writing 'sfun.
Yes, I'm in a better mood. I'm into that headlong rush towards the end now. The weekend should be interesting. Family and friends will want me to do things. How do I explain I have at least two lives and a relationship to save in a world inside my own head?
Hmmm...
Sometimes I see why they worry.