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"The Old Woman By The Sea" Writing Log
New words: 1,027
Total words: 1,027
Overused word: tilting
Gratuitous word: haunches
Type of scene: The Old Woman By The Sea finds something unexpected.
Challenge(s): Keeping track of the unreeling plot threads in my mind. Writing for me is a lot like dropping several balls of yarn on a constantly teetering surface--they roll all over the place and wrap around each other and most of my job is keeping track and catching the ones going way off-kilter.
Which exchange is it anyways?
Researched: Less researched, more wrote lots of notes in big block letters for things to look up later.
Notes: This is not the story I'd planned on writing first for the not-so-seCret projeCt, but it is the one that insists on being written nownownow.
Other writingy stuff:
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penthius freewriting, a low-potential sketch brought on with my frustration with my credit card company.
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1,027 / 4,000 (25.7%) |
New words: 1,027
Total words: 1,027
Overused word: tilting
Gratuitous word: haunches
Type of scene: The Old Woman By The Sea finds something unexpected.
Challenge(s): Keeping track of the unreeling plot threads in my mind. Writing for me is a lot like dropping several balls of yarn on a constantly teetering surface--they roll all over the place and wrap around each other and most of my job is keeping track and catching the ones going way off-kilter.
Which exchange is it anyways?
"I need your tire," she told him.
He shifted his weight forward to peer up at her, eyebrows raised. No plans to get away now; his curiosity had the better of his caution. She suppressed a curse.
"For boring reasons," she tried.
His eyes swept her from head to toe, taking in her tangled gray hair, her sun-worn face, the ropey scar along the side of her throat, the necklace of soda pop bottle lid talismans--pop was safety, sunny afternoons in the park, a warm hand holding hers--she wore, her mismatched and ill-sized ragged clothes, and her calloused bare feet.
She held perfectly still, trying to look boring.
Researched: Less researched, more wrote lots of notes in big block letters for things to look up later.
Notes: This is not the story I'd planned on writing first for the not-so-seCret projeCt, but it is the one that insists on being written nownownow.
Other writingy stuff:
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Date: 2008-11-30 03:56 am (UTC)(no subject)
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Date: 2008-12-02 12:55 am (UTC)I wasn't actually thinking of this as being a talisman in anybody's mind but her own--but the world it's in does have some sort of magic, so it's possible that this would really work.
Hmm.
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