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This is why I’m doing this novel this way, and not posting it as I go, because I hit upon introducing a character to make the finale work better, and was quite smugly pleased with myself, and the more I consider it the more this character’s relationship to another one is a huge fundamental underpinning of something really important, and while it would sort of work as-is, it’s going to be way better if I can go back and clear up the relationship in earlier scenes– because honestly when I wrote the first half I was just assuming said character was dead or just– offscreen, irretrievable, I hadn’t left space for this character at all except in absentia– and now that in absentia can be made a lot more poignant and direct, and can then be a setup for the resolution of this person coming into the story. It’s a whole– thing. And my normal write until I have enough to post, post it, write more, post it when I have enough to post method would not have allowed for this.
So the fact that anyone who only follows me on AO3 must think I died in December sometime, I swear it will be worth it to them, when I finally post a thing.
Because the last thing I posted was late December, and my output had dropped, apparently, sharply before that– because I wrote ¾ of a novel before shelving it to resume as an original project later (the one with the box of kittens and Angie in a diner!) and then decided I was doing to do this, this stupid novel, with which I am hopelessly infatuated.
This character. I am so excited about this character. I am now trying belatedly to be coy. Watch how coy I am not. But as it happens in my millions of posts about this fucking novel, all the excerpts I’ve slapped up here careless of whether they’re spoilers or whatever, I have not mentioned this character.
So, good for me, I guess. Like, I win at, something? We’ll see how smug I am when I try to write this thing I’m excited about. Editing– my downfall. I have to edit, you realize, in order to do this. I don’t know if I can because I never have. It’s a filthy, filthy secret of my technique. I don’t know how the fuck to do anything except post as I go. Which is why I never fucking finish anything.
If I can pull this off then 2016 will be a year of massive growth for me. And it’s nice that it was neatly segmented by the calendar year, because I didn’t start writing until the second week of January, not even a little bit. So we’ll see. We’ll see!
This is why I’m doing this novel this way, and not posting it as I go, because I hit upon introducing a character to make the finale work better, and was quite smugly pleased with myself, and the more I consider it the more this character’s relationship to another one is a huge fundamental underpinning of something really important, and while it would sort of work as-is, it’s going to be way better if I can go back and clear up the relationship in earlier scenes– because honestly when I wrote the first half I was just assuming said character was dead or just– offscreen, irretrievable, I hadn’t left space for this character at all except in absentia– and now that in absentia can be made a lot more poignant and direct, and can then be a setup for the resolution of this person coming into the story. It’s a whole– thing. And my normal write until I have enough to post, post it, write more, post it when I have enough to post method would not have allowed for this.
So the fact that anyone who only follows me on AO3 must think I died in December sometime, I swear it will be worth it to them, when I finally post a thing.
Because the last thing I posted was late December, and my output had dropped, apparently, sharply before that– because I wrote ¾ of a novel before shelving it to resume as an original project later (the one with the box of kittens and Angie in a diner!) and then decided I was doing to do this, this stupid novel, with which I am hopelessly infatuated.
This character. I am so excited about this character. I am now trying belatedly to be coy. Watch how coy I am not. But as it happens in my millions of posts about this fucking novel, all the excerpts I’ve slapped up here careless of whether they’re spoilers or whatever, I have not mentioned this character.
So, good for me, I guess. Like, I win at, something? We’ll see how smug I am when I try to write this thing I’m excited about. Editing– my downfall. I have to edit, you realize, in order to do this. I don’t know if I can because I never have. It’s a filthy, filthy secret of my technique. I don’t know how the fuck to do anything except post as I go. Which is why I never fucking finish anything.
If I can pull this off then 2016 will be a year of massive growth for me. And it’s nice that it was neatly segmented by the calendar year, because I didn’t start writing until the second week of January, not even a little bit. So we’ll see. We’ll see!
