Ah, effortless and delicate scene. How I love you.
Today in SORROW'S KNOT, I got my hero Otter to take temporary leave of her friend and head down the side of a mountain to The Next Place Where The Plot Needs Her To Be. It's only a short scene -- maybe a thousand words -- but it's a lovely one: effortless and delicate writing, a moment of decision which arises suddenly and believably from the hidden depths of Otter's heart. I mention this in case anyone here follows my twitter stream, which has recently featured the following entries:
April 13: This is dumb, but I've got these characters. I need to get them down this mountain. And they won't go.
April 14: Okay. Today I AM going to find a way to get the characters from A to B. Even if that way is an avalanche.
April 16: I am STUCK. STUCK, STUCK, STUCK. I don't know what made me think I could write, but I was deluding myself.
April 19: I think I'll just leave them up there to die.
April 21: "So they all stayed by the hot spring for while, then winter came and they died. The end."
April 13: This is dumb, but I've got these characters. I need to get them down this mountain. And they won't go.
April 14: Okay. Today I AM going to find a way to get the characters from A to B. Even if that way is an avalanche.
April 16: I am STUCK. STUCK, STUCK, STUCK. I don't know what made me think I could write, but I was deluding myself.
April 19: I think I'll just leave them up there to die.
April 21: "So they all stayed by the hot spring for while, then winter came and they died. The end."