'Ha!' Says Life

So no sooner than I pledge that the WIP will be my main, my only, focus this month, when along comes life, giggling and throwing a curve.

Because one of my co-workers was involved in long, arduous move (more than 6,000 miles, and part of it involved driving from Miami to Denver with a dog in heat in the backseat.)  I ended up working 9 out of 10 copy editing shifts and 10 of 12. That'll take it out of a guy, especially when you know that the shifts usually run until about 1 in the morning and sometimes as late as 3. Then you get up in the morning to get kids out the door. I'm still kind of recovering.

But it hasn't been completely lost time. Wasn't a day gone by that I didn't get at least some writing done, not as much as I liked, but some. Couple of times it was only a few hundred words, but something every day. And the exciting part was, even at those short sessions I didn't have any trouble picking up the thread and running with it, even if the run was more of a short dash.

So progress is happening. The WIP is now at 37,559 words, which means I've gotten 5,218 done in the last 10 days. Not the 10,000 plus I'd have liked. But the story is moving along and I can see the end in sight.

I can also see what I forgot in the early chapters, so a third revision will be needed, but I don't think that'll be a problem. We'll see.

Really Good Advice

Read this post on Chuck Wendig's "Terrible Minds" blog, and it's just huge, really important to remember.

"When Self Publishing is Just Screaming into the Void"

In a nutshell, publishing is not the same as writing, and requires a lot more effort.

No Longer Following "The Following"

That sound you heard at about 9:59 Monday night was anyone who's been watching "The Following" on Fox – the creepy Kevin Bacon serial killer show – shouting "Bullshit." That's sure what we did.

But there's a lesson to be learned. I guess, that applies to writing. There's always a lesson to be learned, whether you're watching people, or reading something really good, or watching something on TV that's really shitty.

We like Bacon, so we gave "The Following" a look, and at first it was OK. But about four episodes ago, when the female cop suddenly shot the FBI agent so the psycho bitch could get away with the kid, because the female cop turned out to be – gasp! – part of the serial killer's cult army of devoted followers, I thought, "That's pretty cheap." In fact, right before it happened, I turned to Tori and said, "She's gonna shoot him." It was pretty obvious, and obvious is what TV does best. It's the show's signature. The villain has a never-ending supply of devotees who can outgun the FBI and out plot everyone. In other words, "shocking" things happen not because they make sense, but because the writers wish it so.

Last night was the last straw. Nothing in the episode made sense. If you thought about it, the whole episode was superfluous because it involved Bacon's character trying to save the woman from being captured by the psycho army, only to have the woman decide to go ahead and go off with them on her own. And she'd already done that once, a month ago and it didn't work then, so there was no way she'd do it again. That was just dumb. It was the arbitrary actions of a character under the command of shallow writers.

Monday when the "big shocker" happened – or what the writers obviously thought would be the big shocker – happened right at the end – you could just hear the writers saying to themselves, "This'll be so cool. It'll make them scream!" All it did was make me and Tori shout simultaneously, "Bullshit!" Not "Holy smokes!" or "Whoa! Didn't see that coming." We shouted "Bullshit," and "Bullshit" is what we meant.

When the writers let you see how clever they think they are, all it does is piss you off.

I don't care any more. I'm done with it. Kevin Bacon is on his own. We're not following "The Following" any further. But there was a lesson for us as writers – There's a big difference between being clever – for instance, watch the BBC's "Sherlock" – and being smugly manipulative

Respect your characters, and respect your readers. Don't waste a lot of time showing off.

Back Up and Try Again

Interesting Saturday. I don't write as much on the weekends, partly because I "work" on the weekends, I have the copy editing shifts for the Source Saturday and Sunday evenings, and also becase the family is home and there are different things to do, family things.

But I did get a chance to write for a little while and it was interesting. I got a head of steam going and had almost 600 words written when I got up for a few minutes. It was during that time I realized I had made a wrong turn – literally, because the characters are slogging across an island in the dark, in the rain, trying to avoid pursuers. I literally had taken the wrong turn, they weren't ready to go down the ravine yet, there was something else that needed to happen first.

So I sat down and backed up. Literally. Chopped about 200 words. Didn't "delete" them, because they weren't bad and they might work a little later. But they had to go, because something else needs to happen to the kids first. Depending on how they react to it, the bit with the ravine might work. If not, something else will.

But sometimes you just have to back up and try again. Which is what I did. 159 words later I was back on course.

For the day I got 551 words, not bad for a Saturday, I guess, and even better if you count (and I don't) the roughly 200 words I chopped out. Story now stands at 32,341.

Now we're rolling!

It's been a good week. A damn good week, working on Scurvy Dogs. That's the trick, I guess, making the work your priority. Life keeps trying to get in the way – and I'm sure it will continue to, and sometimes you have to let it. But it's been a good week, I'll leave it at that.

It started Wednesday when a character suddenly did something I didn't expect her to. Completely out of the blue. I had to adjust accordingly, but when your character insists in doing something, you have two choices – either ignore it and force the character to do what you want regardless of the kind of personality you've created, or accept that you've created a character with real wants and needs, and you follow them because what you'll find is a story worth telling.

How many stories have you read where the characters talk one way and act another, because it was clear that's what the author wanted them to do, regardless.

That's not news, of course. Anyone will tell you that. So when Jessie got up and did what she did, I got out of her way. She's a tough little kid anyway.

Similarly, I hadn't expected the wild pig to show up Thursday until he did, snorting and rooting with his razor-like tusks. Good thing he did, too. It was a colorful incident.

Maybe the best thing that happened was after I finished writing Thursday. I got up, ran to the bank and the grocery store, came home and made spaghetti. (Not the best spaghetti I've ever made, but really, really good.) All the time I was browning the sausage and cutting up the pepper and onion and mushrooms etc., stirring the sauce so it wouldn't burn, getting the water for the noodles ready – all that time, I kept wanting to jump back on the computer and write a little more. It was calling to me. The story's gotten hold of me again and I couldn't wait to get back at it.

I'm glad I didn't. I think you can only go so far in one stretch before you start to flag and your attention falters, your writing suffers. It's like performers say – leave 'em wanting more. I got up this morning and couldn't wait to get back to it. I'm tempted to push a little farther today, but I think I'll stop for now. Gotta leave something for tomorrow.

Today – 2,233 words. Total – 31,790. Looking at what still has to happen, I think It'll come in right around 50,000 words.

Good Morning's Work

If I do say so myself, that was a good morning's work.

1,498 words, brings the total to 29,557. Chapter 16 is a LOT of fun. At least it was a lot of fun to write. Never underestimate the value of a wild pig plunging into middle of the action.

Need to be able to do more words in a sitting, but if the action's that good I'll settle. And since I have to run to the bank this afternoon, two buses there and the same two back, it's just as well. Interrupting the writing to earn the money is one thing. Getting the check and getting it to the bank ASAP is just as important, and a lot more fun.

So I'm pleased with where the story stands, where it's going. I know where the next chapter has to end, and it sets up something I had always envisioned, then forgot to put in the first draft. So I'm starting to feel pleased.

Someone else a lot smarter than me

Great quote on writing. Really good. This describes exactly what it's like for me. 

Writing is like driving a car at night. You can only see as far as the headlights, but you make the whole trip that way. -E.L. Doctorow

So today – 1,115 words today, and that included running out at midday to run errands, which required two miles of walking. Had to be done.

So a total of 28,014 words now. And we're right at the point where peril starts coming fast and furious, so if I can keep focused and get the momentum going, I should make good progress now.

I can only see a little ways up the road, know what's coming next and I think I have an idea what comes after that, but until I drive/write a little farther, of course, I can't be sure. Sometimes I'm surprised.