Home - is where I want to be / But I guess I'm already there /I come home -
she lifted up her wings /
Guess that this must be the place...
- Talking Heads, "Naive Melody"

Tuesday, October 15, 2013

A Funny Kind of Vacation

Dave has gone off to Viable Paradise, which he reports is going well so far. My mother is here to help with the kids, and we're having a fine time of it. I even managed to get some writing done this morning. Chapter 6 still has some work to be done stitching and revising pre-existing material, but once I've finished that, Act 1 of the book will be complete. That ought to take me to right about 25k words.

I think I've figured out a way to add life to the mid-book, which was looking a bit too straightforward. One of the nice things about gaining experience in writing is that I have come to have greater confidence in my ability to solve problems. I might not know the entire path, but I am certain that I will know the way by the time I get there. 

Of course, the more of this I write, the more certain I am that it is fundamentally too weird for anyone else to ever want to read it, but that bridge is a long, long way off. 

The Prometheus Tapestry


Lila said...

In a world in which "Perdido Street Station" exists, "too weird" may be a stretch.

Keep on keepin' on!

Rebecca said...

An excellent point. Though there may be a talent threshold involved there. :)