Jul 14, 2010 08:24
The novel was moving along swimmingly for a couple of months, there. Then I got stuck. At first I thought it was because I couldn't decide what to do with the Mississippi River, but it's really this scene with the guns, here. Right now I've got eight characters in a room waiting for me to decide what happens next. They are asking me things like, "Are you sure I need to get shot?" and "Doesn't all this tension seem a bit manufactured?" and "Do we need to keep pointing these things at each other while you figure this out?"
So there's your update.
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