I'm leaving tomorrow morning to go to my family. It's 315 miles' drive. Dave has new tires, so we will be all right. I miss taking long road trips with him. We always used to, and it was fun. We would come to Buffalo. Now we live here. And we don't visit my family very often.
I have been trying to post as many chapters of the beta draft of the NaNo novel as I can. I wanted to finish the first polished draft before I went for Thanksgiving. I haven't managed yet.
I'd hoped to just polish a little but Ch. 1 is almost entirely rephrased, much of Ch.2 is altered, and while I got a great start to Ch. 3, just pasting in a huge swathe, the entirety of the dialogue part has been rewritten. Njall has decided to tell her about himself. I am horribly worried that it doesn't transition smoothly. He is supposed to be a bit of a bastard for the first few chapters so she is justified in doing the romance novel love-hate thing. But he's suddenly remorseful and vulnerable, all at once. And he's telling her about his earliest memories being the sack of his city and living his whole life as a refugee.
Where the hell did that come from?
I don't know.
It would be clever if I could work in some things so that the mother-in-law at the end makes sense.
Another problem:
The book is entirely in 3rd person limited POV. This is my best POV.
I tell it from her POV.
Until almost the very end. Where it becomes absolutely necessary to use his POV.
...
I should increase the number of scenes from his POV. Most interesting would be to tell the first half-- her captivity-- from her POV, and the second half-- his captivity-- from his.
What's the big deal?
It means every sex scene would have to be rewritten to be from his POV.
Have I written sex scenes from the male perspective?
I don't think so.
Is it easy to rewrite a sex scene?
No.
... Sigh.
I dunno what to do. But I'll get Ch. 3 up before I go to bed tonight. After that, there should be a week's hiatus, unless I'm remarkably fortunate in my Internet connectivity at home.
In the meantime, maybe somebody will read my beta. *depressed* Not one comment so far. And I was so excited, because I thought I'd got to the part where people would read, and two people at least told me they were excited to read...
So if I go away for a week, maybe somebody will read the damn thing.
But none of this changes the fact that I wrote a novel, god damn it. I did. Beginning to end.
I have been trying to post as many chapters of the beta draft of the NaNo novel as I can. I wanted to finish the first polished draft before I went for Thanksgiving. I haven't managed yet.
I'd hoped to just polish a little but Ch. 1 is almost entirely rephrased, much of Ch.2 is altered, and while I got a great start to Ch. 3, just pasting in a huge swathe, the entirety of the dialogue part has been rewritten. Njall has decided to tell her about himself. I am horribly worried that it doesn't transition smoothly. He is supposed to be a bit of a bastard for the first few chapters so she is justified in doing the romance novel love-hate thing. But he's suddenly remorseful and vulnerable, all at once. And he's telling her about his earliest memories being the sack of his city and living his whole life as a refugee.
Where the hell did that come from?
I don't know.
It would be clever if I could work in some things so that the mother-in-law at the end makes sense.
Another problem:
The book is entirely in 3rd person limited POV. This is my best POV.
I tell it from her POV.
Until almost the very end. Where it becomes absolutely necessary to use his POV.
...
I should increase the number of scenes from his POV. Most interesting would be to tell the first half-- her captivity-- from her POV, and the second half-- his captivity-- from his.
What's the big deal?
It means every sex scene would have to be rewritten to be from his POV.
Have I written sex scenes from the male perspective?
I don't think so.
Is it easy to rewrite a sex scene?
No.
... Sigh.
I dunno what to do. But I'll get Ch. 3 up before I go to bed tonight. After that, there should be a week's hiatus, unless I'm remarkably fortunate in my Internet connectivity at home.
In the meantime, maybe somebody will read my beta. *depressed* Not one comment so far. And I was so excited, because I thought I'd got to the part where people would read, and two people at least told me they were excited to read...
So if I go away for a week, maybe somebody will read the damn thing.
But none of this changes the fact that I wrote a novel, god damn it. I did. Beginning to end.
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Date: 2004-11-22 02:10 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2004-11-23 01:03 pm (UTC)I didn't know the house was ready. That's great news! Good luck with that. :)
Maybe by the time you're settled I'll have the beta draft finished so you can read the superior, edited version from your comfortable new living room. :)
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Date: 2004-11-22 02:13 pm (UTC)If you plan to re-write it from the male perspective, you'll have to look up a lot of baseball stats.
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Date: 2004-11-23 01:04 pm (UTC)What would a 10th-century Viking think about?
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Date: 2004-11-22 11:43 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2004-11-23 01:01 pm (UTC)I played dj with the iPod, as usual, and Dave talked passionately about.... math.
Yeah, he was trying to figure out if the shiny new tires I bought him, 10mm bigger than the old tires, meant that his odometer and speedometer were inaccurate, and in which direction.
So I spent most of the trip copying down the mileage readings every time we passed a significant mile marker (the Thruway between Albany and Buffalo, and between Albany and NYC, has a little marker on the shoulder every tenth of a mile).
It was... numerological. Groovy...