Hello scribbling. Earlier today, I did some novel writing – about a thousand words about people visiting a highway rest stop, because I am all about the action. Then I forgot to blog it. And now, despite it being very late and me being slightly drunk, I am blogging it. Because I am a week away from completing this insane resolution I came up with about a year ago, and I don’t want to fall at this last fence. This has been the best New Year’s Resolution I’ve ever made, and I’m planning to finish it off, and then keep going forever.

Some conversations in a car. Tis the season for travelling, I guess.

Next two chapters re-planned to take account of the sudden blossoming of a minor character into a major one. And another chapter planned ahead. I think I can see the light out of this forest, now. Barely.

Attack of the muse – thought I might work on this chapter today and tomorrow, wound up finishing it today. Also wound up reworking some character relationships, which could make things interesting, and created some character who I hope to flesh out a lot on rewrites. And killed some characters off. I think I am kind of bloodthirsty, after all.

More scrabbling in the ruins. Writing is fun, you can do what you want. After this behemoth, though, chess, spies and Nazis will feel like a holiday.

Redefining the setting of earlier chapters through having it utterly transformed. This “organic worldbuilding” thing is definitely showing some potential. I foresee a lot of rewriting in my future, though.

So I figured out a new way to plan out bridging sections. Take a piece of paper. In one corner, write where your plot is right now, and in the opposite corner, write where you want it to end up. Then fill in the diagonal with the steps from A to B (from either direction), and branch off with the details of those steps and the questions involved. Bang, a game plan.