turn your love to fire
There most likely won't be a NaNo post tonight.
I mean, I wrote the scene in court today and it worked out all right, aside from a few facts I'll need to check at some point. But I've had a headache of varying intensity all day and even now my head's pretty damned tender. Last thing I kinda want to do is stare at a computer screen for three or more hours.
God, I hope I'm not coming down with something.
And I do kinda want to work out the next scene and get it down so I can post them together. Feels like that could be a good valuable thing.
It was remarkable, though. The best person possible was working in the same court with me today. I couldn't believe it when she walked in. I was like "Omigod, I am so glad to see you! You are exactly who I need to talk to right now."
And she reminded me that some writers regard themselves as provocateurs. I've never really liked that idea, it makes me very uncomfortable to think of myself like that --- too tawdry and gimmicky --- but it was something I'd forgotten. Something to make me feel slightly better.
I don't know. Still working this out in my head.
I had no idea this novel was going to trouble me in this particular way.
I mean, I wrote the scene in court today and it worked out all right, aside from a few facts I'll need to check at some point. But I've had a headache of varying intensity all day and even now my head's pretty damned tender. Last thing I kinda want to do is stare at a computer screen for three or more hours.
God, I hope I'm not coming down with something.
And I do kinda want to work out the next scene and get it down so I can post them together. Feels like that could be a good valuable thing.
It was remarkable, though. The best person possible was working in the same court with me today. I couldn't believe it when she walked in. I was like "Omigod, I am so glad to see you! You are exactly who I need to talk to right now."
And she reminded me that some writers regard themselves as provocateurs. I've never really liked that idea, it makes me very uncomfortable to think of myself like that --- too tawdry and gimmicky --- but it was something I'd forgotten. Something to make me feel slightly better.
I don't know. Still working this out in my head.
I had no idea this novel was going to trouble me in this particular way.