Productivity, natch

9/9

Words: 780
Ch11 Count: 3420
Total Count: 43,697 (or right around halfway)

I'm happy about getting out at least a little bit every day, though it still makes me a bit sad that I considered last night to be a boon in productivity, yet I didn't even crack a thousand words. Partly, I think it's the limitations to writing long-hand; I type way, way faster than I write, and I would get more out in the same amount of focused time.

That's the kicker, of course. The notebook and pen make me focus (aside from the occasional distractions of the wifey watching "Charmed") much more than I would sitting here at my keyboard. As it is, I'm taking too much time doing this, and I need to get in the shower.

Old Friends, New Clarity

I had a great time writing last night. I mean, I usually have a great time writing, which is why I'm working so hard at making it into some sort of paying career, but last night was just cool.

On the one hand, I finally started to get a feel for Audrey, my heroine. This is more or less significant than it sounds. I mean, I should have a feel for what sort of person she is, as I'm almost halfway through this big-ass story about her. But unlike a lot of other characters, that I've been kicking around for years, Audrey is brand new. She's someone I created right alongside the situation into which I thrust her at the beginning of the story. So I think it took some time to figure out more of her "normal" character, when she isn't facing "extraordinary times" and all that.

On the other hand, I got to bring back an old, old character. Happily, since I don't know who I could possibly be giving spoilers to with this, I can talk about it. Her name is Anna, and in the very very first novel I ever wrote, she's given up for dead. Except that in revisions of it, she went from dying "on stage" as it were, to being flung off into the depths of space in a more-or-less perfectly functional spacecraft. And it's become a loose end that I wanted to do something with.

I think her reappearance appeals to my more "Romantic" notion of literature, (as in, distinct from "romantic" literature, of passion and lust and whatnot) with active elements of the super-natural. Of course, I could explain her reappearance easily enough, but at the same time, the recursiveness of the "uber-saga" appeals to me. There's all these independent, incredible events, each worthy of a story, but then behind it all are these driving events, creating these literary coincidences of which I'm so fond.

I hope it all works, anyway. It's fun creating it all, anyway.