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Jun. 3rd, 2005 08:36 pmI hauled myself out of virusdom and wrote today.
"Life through Cellophane" is currently a skeleton. It is over half way done, and has full development of the main character and the big plot all worked out. Each bit of writing I do right now fleshes out minor plotlines, which means what I am doing is getting to know some more people. Normally I would say "making new friends" but I don't like all my characters in this novel. I wanted to kill one of them off today, just to get her out of my life, but alas, it would have totally ruined the plot arc and I am stuck with her till the novel ends. (Which is not when this first draft is finished, but about ten years down the track when a publisher thinks it is saleable and it is in print. Unless I get an agent, in which case it might take five years, but getting sick has kind of slowed me down in my intended winter agent-hunt).
I adore this character-development process. It is exciting stuff. I discovered huge vulnerabilities in one of my people today. All I did was strip her of jewellery and suddenly her soul was bared to the world.
"Life through Cellophane" is currently a skeleton. It is over half way done, and has full development of the main character and the big plot all worked out. Each bit of writing I do right now fleshes out minor plotlines, which means what I am doing is getting to know some more people. Normally I would say "making new friends" but I don't like all my characters in this novel. I wanted to kill one of them off today, just to get her out of my life, but alas, it would have totally ruined the plot arc and I am stuck with her till the novel ends. (Which is not when this first draft is finished, but about ten years down the track when a publisher thinks it is saleable and it is in print. Unless I get an agent, in which case it might take five years, but getting sick has kind of slowed me down in my intended winter agent-hunt).
I adore this character-development process. It is exciting stuff. I discovered huge vulnerabilities in one of my people today. All I did was strip her of jewellery and suddenly her soul was bared to the world.