January 6th, 2007

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That's my excuse and I'm sticking to it

I have just joined novel_in_90. matociquala tempted me and anyway I could do with the motivation.

I had planned to do all sorts of wonderful things over Christmas. One of them was make huge progress with A Necessary Evil. I think I worked on it about once. Oh, dear...

Anyway, I now have a new reason for making some progress: mockery avoidance. *g*




Having joined novel_in_90, I thought I'd better show willing and hence I've been wrestling with Chapter 6. At the moment, this is actually a heavy rewrite rather than a completely new draft, but I'm about to run out of road very soon now (so to speak) and from then on it will be all new words.

I'm just pausing to winge for a moment.

I have to go and unkill someone. *Pout* Moving the drunken night out means splitting the battle against Kararl's forces. The first bout needs to be successful. So, having just got to the end of the battle, I realise that the captain can't die this time. Bother.

Click and drag. Ctrl X. Open file for Chapter 7. Ctrl V. Close file for Chapter 7. Click cursor in near the beginning of Chapter 6. Tappetity-tappetity-tappetity-tap. Click Save

There we are Captain Morgan's death has just been transferred to the next Chapter, leaving all the gloom, despondancy and angst for later. I need my characters happy tonight. At least at first...
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I must have been behind the door when they were handing out home-making skills

Sparked off by a discussion in a newsgroup about whether things like home-making, cookery and gardening are inborn talents or learned skills:




I always say that I learned how to cook from doing science practicals. The chemistry in particular taught me how to follow a set of instructions carefully -- which is all a recipe is after all. And being able to eat the end result motivated me far more than just ending up with a test tube full of gungey crystals. My crystals were always gungey, unlike my husband's[*], which were always shiny white, or blue or whatever colour they were supposed to be.

Anyway, I just looked on cooking as being a much easier version of practical chemistry. It's why I still obsessively weigh and measure things, even down to using a set of IKEA measuring spoons to ensure that the instant coffee is always the same strength.

Yes, I know. Anal or what?




[*] We met because we were doing the same subjects at university. I once, memorably, flooded his side of the bench in the lab when the rubber hose came off the water tap. He still managed to produced pretty crystals while I ended up with the usual brown sludge.
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Writing progress

Story Title: A Necessary Evil
Words now in Chapter 6: 9,099 Words total: 39,181
Reason for stopping: I've done 1½ hours of wrestling with Chapter 6. Time to go for a little walk before making dinner.
Other:

That 9,099 words includes a big chunk cut-and-pasted from Chapter 7. Chapter 6 is currently far too long, but I'll be attacking the Drunken Night Out scene tomorrow and hacking it into shape. Lots of words will go then.

Tracking word count is always difficult when revising. I reckon I have actually revised around 2400 words (not counting the words cut from the chapter), so for the purposes of novel_in_90, I am counting it as equivalent to writing 800 new words. I could certainly have written 800 words in 1½ hours, so I think that's reasonable.

The problem, as always, is keeping up this rate once I'm back at work...