Three days before my deadline. Time to get this story done.
What I’ve got: Ten and a half pages, about half of which are up to my standards
What I need: About ten more pages, plus a good deal of polish
3:11 PM: Sitting here at Borders, ready to get started.
3:12 PM: Got my Strawberry Fruitkula. Now ready to get started. Side note: am I the only one who sort of resents having to order things with goofy names?
3:25 PM: Sometimes it is so hard to throw away text that is almost-but-not-quite-good-enough in order to search for something genuinely good.
3:52 PM: Ok, I am now freezing. Stupid Strawberry Fruitkula!
4:10 PM: All right. Time for Harold to be clever again. Man, this guy is hard to write.
4:15 PM: I think I need a flashback.
4:17 PM: Sometimes I have to remind myself of something one of my profs said in college: “When you have this wonderful, perfect, amazing story idea and you start to write it down, it often comes out a lot clunkier than you imagined it. And then you feel like you’re ruining it. But you’re not ruining it. You’re making it exist.”
4:38 PM: My sister called!
4:44 PM: Kate was looking for a recommendation for a book about writing. Happily I’m at Borders, so I just walked over to their writing section and called out my favorites.
5:29 PM: Break for dinner
5:49 PM: At Panera now. Salmon club FTW.
6:39 PM: Ugh. This is so not going well. Here’s the thing: there’s a certain immersion point I need to reach before I can be clever or meaningful. I can do set up and grunt work any old time, but good prose and dialogue come only after that point. And for some reason I’m having a hard time reaching immersion today.
6:41 PM: So, I think the answer is a much more detailed outline of the next three scenes. Which is really all I need, just three more scenes. I’ll try doing a graf-by-graf outline for a while and see if I can sink in.
9:07 PM: Lengthy break to come home and take a shower. Now ensconced in a corner of the office, still working on a detailed outline.
10:04 PM: Ok, solved one big logical issue. Hallelujah.
10:28 PM: Mark and I just had an argument about which one of us dislikes late night talk show host Chelsea Handler (it’s him).
11:03 PM: Ok. That was an insanely hard scene to plan.
11:31 PM: Hahahahah! Remember when I called this blog entry “Liveblogging, Fin?” Well, that was dumb. Back for more, probably on Thursday.
Enjoyed reading your blog(s)
I knew the movies of SATC would ruin it all for me. I was a fan of rerun after rerun of the tv series.
I won’t bother going to see #2.
I am ready to ready your mystery–excellent query letter.
Liz
Thanks, Liz! I hope agents think so…