Nothing much new to report, except I wrote a scene from the viewpoint of a highly, highly arrogant young man. I didn't really like being inside his mind. I had to do a fade-to-black at one point. Next up, we RUN FOR OUR LIVES WITH ALL THE HOUNDS OF HELL BEHIND US. Also known as, a normal day at the office. ;D
I have now embraced the "don't tell your reader exactly what is going on," after far too many words of trying to detail everything. I think this is an improvement. It was also motivated by the fact that I have no idea how Sarti stole that speeder. She won't tell me. :D
And now Law is panic attacking, and everything is going to hell in a handbasket. Pretty much par for the course! ^_^
I painfully dragged a scene-ish-thing out of myself today, and it was painful. Then I looked at it, and decided that it would strain credibility TOO much, even for the very elastic bounds I've set up, for the people to get out of there alive, must less non-captured. So I had to delete most of it and re-write.
Which was painful, but feels so much better now that it's done! That's the first time I've done that, I think, so I'm newly impressed with how much like lancing a boil that is. Get all the nasty gone, and rewrite! ^_^
I'm trying to write a "scared" scene. By which I mean that one of my characters is scared, and in reading it you're scared too.
By golly that's hard! I'm sifting through the thesaurus so often I'm considering bookmarking it, trying to find just the right turn of phrase and twist of adjective. Of course, working so hard at it probably means that this will be the part that makes me bash my head against the floor when I go to edit it, but that doesn't mean I shouldn't try now! (Doesn't it?) I want it to be good, even while I'm despairing entirely. ^_^
Anyhow, back to my eight hundred words of pain and suffering. By which I mean MY pain and suffering, my character is only going through a little dread. Mwahahahah. Ahem.
WHY DO YOU HAVE TO BE SO LAME, AND WHY DO YOU HAVE TO TAKE SO LONG, AND WHY DO I HAVE TO BE SO UNPROFESSIONAL? WHY DO YOU GIVE ME HEADACHES, AND WHY DO MY CHARACTERS ALL MORPH MADLY, AND WHY DO YOU HAVE TO HAVE SUCH A CRAZY/STUPID PROSE STYLE WHICH I HATE, YOU EXILING PIECE OF DESHASTELANE METAL.
I WANT TO FINISH YOU SO I CAN TAKE YOU OUT BACK AND BURN YOU IN EFFIGY AND TRUTH.
Alugh! I keep writing myself/my characters into plot traps! I write these scenes which seem like such a good idea going in, and then I don't know how to get them out of said scenes!
If you saw the police advancing on where you knew two of your friends were doing something illegal, would you look around for police advancing on yourself? Or would you go to see if you could help your friends? What would you even do to help?
If you were trying to escape an enemy base, and you came across a five year old girl who belongs to the enemy, who works there, would you dispose of her? Take her along? As a hostage or an escapee? Would you just leave her there and hope she doesn't raise an alarm?
If you were trying to break a small group out of a prison, and then you found that there was another group of helpless prisoners the group you're rescuing thinks are innocents, would you bring them along? Or leave them behind?
Appel and Petria decided to fight with each other today, just in case Danen and Haggerty weren't QUITE uncomfortable enough. Appel goes really expressionless when he's mad, and boy oh boy, was he mad. I was twitching just writing him. I only managed two pages, but I think they might be good pages?
Oh, who am I kidding, I have edits for years to do. But at least I got people moving. :D Yay for movement! Tomorrow I think Sarti and Etna get their place in the spotlight. Maybe.
I wrote 2,477 words today. Of that, 2,070 was written after 22:20. WHYY?????
Actually, I don't totally hate all of it either, which is new and exciting. :P Jennet was AWESOME. *hugs her* I knew you could do it, girly. And Neph. Wow. Neph was also SUCH a man. I need to rewrite that just to show how much of a man he was. Let's see. Howling was disturbing and I tried to kill him twice, though it didn't work. Oh, and Tenish. *sniffs* Tenish was just as leet as ever. Gosh, I need to get to something happy soon. Maybe I can marry off Terra and Pepper, really sickeningly sweetly?