In which characters attack me
Jan. 4th, 2006 06:52 pmCharacters keep attacking me when I least expect it, which is probably the best time for it, from their point of view. First, it was Jane from
jane_of_letters. There I was on Monday day, trying vainly to get some sleep, when Jane popped up and started nattering in my ear. She wouldn't shut up, so there was nothing for it but to get up (at midnight), go into my study and take down some of what she was saying.
This resulted in my writing 1,855 words in under an hour. I haven't done much writing in the depths of night before and now I'm inspired to do a little more. That's quite an impressive outcome for an hour's worth of work.
Next, it was Ryn's turn to attack me. Ryn is an 'alternate me' from the
life_or_freedom community and she's become a little bossy of late. She keeps popping up at inconvenient times and rattling off bits and pieces that she insists I write down. She made another appearance today, while I was reading the latest instalment from
flippyfrog and kept bothering me until I began writing down one of her confusing reminiscences.
I wonder who's next? Perhaps Lenore will blather at me in a slightly inane manner about how I should be getting on with The City. Or maybe Jeannie will tap me on the shoulder and point me in the direction of the second draft of Black Fiddle. All I know is that they'll choose the most inconvenient time possible for this and won't leave me alone until I start doing something.
Well, I'm sorry to tell them that I'll be taking messages. I have work to do on Postcards. Carmen's final letter must be seen to and my new additions to the story need a thorough check, to make sure I've kept the relevant voices intact. That should set me up for one final read-through of the story before I have to summon up my courage and send it off into the wide world.
Please excuse me while I go and whimper about this fact.
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This resulted in my writing 1,855 words in under an hour. I haven't done much writing in the depths of night before and now I'm inspired to do a little more. That's quite an impressive outcome for an hour's worth of work.
Next, it was Ryn's turn to attack me. Ryn is an 'alternate me' from the
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I wonder who's next? Perhaps Lenore will blather at me in a slightly inane manner about how I should be getting on with The City. Or maybe Jeannie will tap me on the shoulder and point me in the direction of the second draft of Black Fiddle. All I know is that they'll choose the most inconvenient time possible for this and won't leave me alone until I start doing something.
Well, I'm sorry to tell them that I'll be taking messages. I have work to do on Postcards. Carmen's final letter must be seen to and my new additions to the story need a thorough check, to make sure I've kept the relevant voices intact. That should set me up for one final read-through of the story before I have to summon up my courage and send it off into the wide world.
Please excuse me while I go and whimper about this fact.