I knew for whom the bell tolled. It tolled for me.

[dynastic_queen]

You know the bell I'm talking about. The one you hear right out of the blue when something in your story (a subplot, a motivation, a point of view, action or reaction) suddenly feels WONKY. Oh, you try to ignore it, especially when you're over three-quarters in, the same way you pull over and ignore an emergency vehicle coming up behind you when

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[kmarkhoover]

Oh, fuck me, I hate that Bell of Doom for it also tolled for me, once. I was 90k into a sf novel when I suddenly realized "This is the pukiest puke I've ever puked -- and it's not going to get any better."

All those months down the drain. I salved my conscience with the knowledge that at least I had the wherewithal to realize the novel sucked canal water and it was time to put it aside and move on to greener pastures. Still.

At least you had the good fortune to see a way out of the thorny thicket! Kudos for that. :)

[ext_117229]

I just love when that happens - usually when I turn my attention away and leave the subconscious to do its stuff. Yay for your gargoyle!

Mark's scenario gives me chills. 90k? She-ite. There would be wailing and gnashing of teeth, I assure you.