Just a quick flying visit to the internet this week, as my head is still full
of hangover after birthday frolics and I'm incapacitated beyond the
point of rational thought.
It isn't actually my birthday until next weekend, but I had my
celebrations this weekend for various reasons. Strap yourself in for
next week's post, as it's likely to be full of self-pity. I've been
feeling a bit sorry for myself being another year older.
Progress chugs along on Broken, much as it has been chugging. I might
actually get it finished by the end of the month, as I've only got
another 18 or so pages to do. It's not leaving me any rewrite time, but
I'll decide what I'm doing with that when this draft is done.
It's certainly been an odd one to write so far. Sometimes it's felt
really easy, other times less so. I did a semi-rewriter this week, as I
originally wrote it with captioned narration where the main character
directly addresses the reader, but it didn't really work so I'm trying
to revise it into a kind of 'ranting and raving within his own head'
sort of narration that works a bit better with his character.
This week I also changed a pretty major twist in the story. It was
intended to weave a few extra layers of betrayal and scheming into the
story, but I realised that it's not really needed and it works better if
it's a bit more straightforward. I'm getting pretty confident that the
end result is going to be very good.
Now that I've written that, I mist go lie down. My brain has an owie.
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