THE DAY
So I’ve reached the point where I’ve got two separate storylines that really must come together now. I’ve resisted for about a week, but I always knew this day would come, principally because I kept thinking that I was going to repeat myself if I wasn’t careful and lost track of my narratives. Today, I figured I couldn’t put it off any longer; that even though it would feel as if I’m adding nothing all day, I am, in fact, doing what needs to be done to make the book work.
Still hurt. And drove me crazy. And made me wonder how Jay Asher did it, if he really did. (He’s always said that he wrote the two storylines for 13 Reasons Why separately before combining them. In fact, I thought about Asher as I worked on this book. But I have to wonder if he’s really being truthful. That is, I have no doubt that he may have started out with two separate narrative lines. I’ve done the same thing. But there comes a point when you’ve reached the middle of the narrative and you realize that you simply can not bring the thing to closure if you don’t combine the threads. There’s no way to avoid repetition or make them complement one another. So, IMHO, I think Asher must’ve woven them together somewhere in midstream.)
Which is what, I guess, you’d say I’m doing now. Doing so really did open up a whole bunch of avenues and additional bridging chapters to do and which flesh out one narrative line. But, man…what a lot of work that doesn’t feel like you’re actually creating even though you are. For one thing, you’re hacking and trimming and rewriting. Al that feels like lost words, cheating words. But, for another, you’re . . . rewriting. These are all new sentences that haven’t seen the light of day until now. So that counts for something.
Or I’m simply terrifically anal, and it doesn’t matter so long as the book gets written.
Also, gymed (though I wanted to swim but couldn’t because a kid called and needed to talk and family comes first), cooked. Fed the husband. Tried to stay away from email and social stuff. I got work to do.
BTW, tomorrow should be a wretched writing day. Life maintenance chores starting at 8 and running virtually all day. Bleh.
WRITING OUT LOUD
Dark Side of the Moon
Day 1: 4326 Day 11: 2500 Day 21: 1800 Day 31: 745
Day 2: 2085 Day 12: 500 Day 22: 0 Day 32: 0
Day 3: 3011 Day 13: 1000 Day 23: 2700 Day 33: 4000
Day 4: 2652. Day 14: 3700 Day 24: 3500 Day 34: 2800
Day 5: 3210 Day 15: 5630 Day 25: 1500 Day 35: 4500
Day 6: 3450 Day 16: 1060 Day 26: 0 Day 36: 4800
Day 7: 0 Day 17: 130 Day 27: 0 Day 37: 0
Day 8: 2756 Day 18: 0 Day 28: 380 Day 38: 450
Day 9: 4580 Day 19: 3000 Day 29: 390 Day 39: 1000
Day 10: 2670 Day 20: 2600 Day 30: 380 Day 40: 2500
Day 41: 2600 Day 51: 1000 Day 63: 4800
*Day 42: 830 Day 52: 1600 Day 64: 3300
Day 43: 3600 Day 53: 2600 Day 65: 2500
Day 44: 5000 Day 54: 3600 Day 66: 1200 (edit)
Day 45: 2600 Day 55: 3200 Day 67: 1000 (edit)
Day 46: 3000 Day 56: 4000 Day 68: 3000 (edit)
Day 47: 2800 Day 57: 1200
Day 48: 2500 Day 58-60: 0
Day 49: 1000 Day 61: 3500
Day 50: 4600 Day 62: 3000
Blog Post: 550
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What I’m Watching:
Continuing with the Worricker series. I like it…but I can also see where it’s getting a bit aimless. Still fun, though.
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What I’m Reading:
Operation Paperclip; Pentagon’s Brain; Von Braun. Also found an old New Yorker interview from 1951 that I have to read.
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What I’m Listening to:
Rocket Boys. It’s . . .okay. Very American apple pie feel-good. Not bad, and clearly more successful than I’ll ever be. But I don’t find it compelling. It’s. . . interesting enough and nice.
