The Writing Life, whee!
Dec. 28th, 2006 02:56 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
vcmwI'm just shy of 20,000 words now, on this odd novel-thing I'm writing (about 19,800, but at the end of the first big section, so now point chugging along to eke out the last few hundred).
It's ummm, very me. Very what Ms. Bear calls fraught. At some point in revisions I'll have to do something about the fact that ALL 3 TIMES my two main characters talked in this first draft, they drew weapons on each other. hair triggers much?
[long paragraph about exactly how overwritten and fraught this last scene is edited out in selfprotection. If you're real curious, email me for details.]
Umm. it's a very me sort of story. Really the kind of thing I used to imagine in various forms as an 8 yr old full of grand ideas of Beowulf and Tolkien and The Wizard of Earthsea and Charlemagne's knights and Arthuriana - everything fraught and terrible and death/love/death/love death all the time, with awkward politics and maybe some curses and geases/geasi???
Hopefully somewhat improved by my reading since of the Golden Bough and Christopher Fry and Barbara Tuchman's "A Distant Mirror" and my 1600s history books and stuff. And labor history, and Darnton's French social history.
Yeah. I'm a weird weird person. And I write really tragically weird stories.
It's ummm, very me. Very what Ms. Bear calls fraught. At some point in revisions I'll have to do something about the fact that ALL 3 TIMES my two main characters talked in this first draft, they drew weapons on each other. hair triggers much?
[long paragraph about exactly how overwritten and fraught this last scene is edited out in selfprotection. If you're real curious, email me for details.]
Umm. it's a very me sort of story. Really the kind of thing I used to imagine in various forms as an 8 yr old full of grand ideas of Beowulf and Tolkien and The Wizard of Earthsea and Charlemagne's knights and Arthuriana - everything fraught and terrible and death/love/death/love death all the time, with awkward politics and maybe some curses and geases/geasi???
Hopefully somewhat improved by my reading since of the Golden Bough and Christopher Fry and Barbara Tuchman's "A Distant Mirror" and my 1600s history books and stuff. And labor history, and Darnton's French social history.
Yeah. I'm a weird weird person. And I write really tragically weird stories.
