I'm feeling a little rundown today, still getting over this flu I guess. Now it's just muscle soreness and shortness of breath. Sounds like the side effects listed on the commercial for Medicine X--guaranteed to cure you of that disease you didn't know you had. You know, there's probably a short story somewhere in there. Something about crime and industry and whatnot.
Chapter six went over nicely at group last night, so that was cool. Reading it to someone is really what's keeping me writing it. It's a nice week-to-week encouragement. I'm still kind of shaky about chapter seven, I'm not entirely sure if I want to explore this angle--I feel like I'm running the risk that it's tedious. But I think my objectives going into the scene are what will either sell it or not. Casting suspicion on a character we know is a dangerous thing in fiction--that is, if we know them well. Hmmm, maybe I have that working in my favor. We've only met this character in a short exchange about five chapters ago, maybe he's a fair target. I'll explore it and see what happens.
My friend Loki has finished his first novella, and it sounds cool. He said he finished it in a single night, so I'm assuming it's a little rough around the edges, but I could be wrong. He said that he felt like he couldn't stop writing it--that's always a good thing. That strong connection to your characters can across really nicely in the narrative, but such a long creative burst runs the risk of gaps in logic. Of course, that can all be fixed will revision. Anyway, I'm optimistic.
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