Pushed myself hard as hell, but I finished what's now the new Chapter Two (and, it turns out, a chunk of Chapter Four): One down. Now I have to re-write the new Chapter Three yet one more time to incorporate information lurking inside the notes I was working from yesterday, most of which makes more sense coming from Ed Morrow than it does from Reverend Rook. I'm still not absolutely sure what I'm going to do with one character I've introduced, but almost everybody else is safely "disposed of" in the outline for the rest of the book. As always, it's a matter of figuring out who makes certain decisions/realizations and when, under what emotional circumstances. Hope I'm being vague enough for everybody...
I'll tell you, though, man... my back and side are really playing me up, for some reason, and I'm getting some grossish side-effects from spending so much time with my butt planted in this chair--"swamp-ass", I believe the kids call it, according to Nathan Fillion's PSA. This marathon I'm on damn well better pay off, because I'm freaking wrecking myself.
Yesterday, while taking a break here and there from bashing my head against Chapter Two, I ended up re-watching a good chunk of Takashi Miike's Audition...all the "boring" bits, most horror nerds would probably say. [SPOILERS ABOUND, for a movie from the 1990s.] ( Read more... )
Okay, well. My laundry's folded, and the latest muscle-relaxants are kicking in. Back to it, I guess.
I'll tell you, though, man... my back and side are really playing me up, for some reason, and I'm getting some grossish side-effects from spending so much time with my butt planted in this chair--"swamp-ass", I believe the kids call it, according to Nathan Fillion's PSA. This marathon I'm on damn well better pay off, because I'm freaking wrecking myself.
Yesterday, while taking a break here and there from bashing my head against Chapter Two, I ended up re-watching a good chunk of Takashi Miike's Audition...all the "boring" bits, most horror nerds would probably say. [SPOILERS ABOUND, for a movie from the 1990s.] ( Read more... )
Okay, well. My laundry's folded, and the latest muscle-relaxants are kicking in. Back to it, I guess.