Fractured Thoughts 
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Wednesday, November 20, 2002

 

EG1: 37,064 words.

No I didn't do that many words today. :) I haven't posted since Saturday. I haven't been producing many words per day though. 1119 on Sunday, 1038 on Monday and 2473 today. I ran into a little snag where a character needed a push to make a decision. I knew what he was going to decide, I just needed more of a reason for him to decide it. In doing that I had an odd experience where a character appeared suddenly and I had no clue what to do with her. It's weird, 'cause in my mind she walks in to the doctor's office with a baby in her arms. She's faceless, wearing nice clothes, around 20 years old, but that's all I knew about her.

The next day, I still didn't know what this woman was doing there. So, I erased her and brought in Mick Henry. He's nothing more than an extra, but he served his purpose. It was slow going, but I got it worked out. I can't say that I've ever had that happen before though, I mean a person just walk on my mind's stage and sit there, patiently waiting to be told what to do. She'll haunt me, I tell you, she will.

Anyway...sorry, sometimes I let my lunacy out of the cage. Does anybody ever even read this journal? Uh-well. E-mail me if you care. I'm going to bed.

Dawn posted this at 12:10 AM.

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