little less than half a hour
Oct. 31st, 2006 11:37 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
dragonlady7I meant to go to bed like two hour ago. Well, I am in bed. But I was going to go to sleep. And I'm not asleep yet.
I made a six-plus-hour playlist. Good for me.
I still don't have a plot. I tried to separate the major events of this novel I'm trying to write this coming month, into three major acts. But I sort of got hung up on the fact that I really don't have a clue what happens in the end. I have a couple problems: the secondary character has to be from a different time or place than the first, and I just haven't managed to pin down where. I'm not sure how important it is.
I wish, at times like this, that i understood how other authors do it. What do I need to actually worry about, and what's just me being worried for the sake of appearances? Does it really matter? Will the reader actually manage to get it straight anyway?
I wish, I just wish, I had a better idea of where I fit in in the world, and i don't mean what my purpose is, I just wish I had a sense of perspective. Like, at all.
If I could get FTP access to my website I'd post y'all some songs. I can't, though, so, not now.
Oh, Blogger's broken: I had a good Airportbartender story, but it was all, "Oh there's a Javascript error" and wouldn't post it, for about three days. I left the tab open and kept coming back to it periodically, until Z sent me a link to a funny video or something and it crashed my browser and in a blink I lost about twenty open tabs, each of which had something I had been intending to address.
Tabbed browsing is both a blessing and a curse. More to the former, as i used to do the exact same thing in separate windows. Small mercies, i guess: I'd still lose everything when the operating system crashed, as it used to way back then.
I don't miss those days.
Ah, I'm too tired to get a jumpstart on NaNo. I've done it five (six?) goddamned times now, there's not really much suspense in whether I'll succeed or not, if I just do the same thing I've done in the past.
I made a six-plus-hour playlist. Good for me.
I still don't have a plot. I tried to separate the major events of this novel I'm trying to write this coming month, into three major acts. But I sort of got hung up on the fact that I really don't have a clue what happens in the end. I have a couple problems: the secondary character has to be from a different time or place than the first, and I just haven't managed to pin down where. I'm not sure how important it is.
I wish, at times like this, that i understood how other authors do it. What do I need to actually worry about, and what's just me being worried for the sake of appearances? Does it really matter? Will the reader actually manage to get it straight anyway?
I wish, I just wish, I had a better idea of where I fit in in the world, and i don't mean what my purpose is, I just wish I had a sense of perspective. Like, at all.
If I could get FTP access to my website I'd post y'all some songs. I can't, though, so, not now.
Oh, Blogger's broken: I had a good Airportbartender story, but it was all, "Oh there's a Javascript error" and wouldn't post it, for about three days. I left the tab open and kept coming back to it periodically, until Z sent me a link to a funny video or something and it crashed my browser and in a blink I lost about twenty open tabs, each of which had something I had been intending to address.
Tabbed browsing is both a blessing and a curse. More to the former, as i used to do the exact same thing in separate windows. Small mercies, i guess: I'd still lose everything when the operating system crashed, as it used to way back then.
I don't miss those days.
Ah, I'm too tired to get a jumpstart on NaNo. I've done it five (six?) goddamned times now, there's not really much suspense in whether I'll succeed or not, if I just do the same thing I've done in the past.
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Date: 2006-11-01 08:03 pm (UTC)I had sort of (not really) been planning to stay up until midnight to get a head start on NNWM. But, you see, our cat jumped up on the couch and got all snuggly in-between the boyfriend and me. And once she got settled in, she cast her little kitty spell on both of us and we fell sound asleep. That was at about 10:00. So, no head start.
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Date: 2006-11-01 08:19 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2006-11-02 03:37 am (UTC)I start off with a couple vivid scenes wherein I generally know what the conflict is, and then the rest grows out of it.
Which sounds hippie-granoly-organic and all like creative and shit, until you realize, maybe that's why I never finish anything. Nurr.
So I'm trying to come up with an ending but it's not working. And... how stupid am I? Super-stupid! Wow, I can't really believe how stupid I am.
Sighhh. It takes rare talent to be as bad as I am at something I'm supposedly good at. I'm up to almost 5,000 words now and I still have no idea what the ending will be. Even though I've been trying really hard to figure it out. I don't know enough yet.
I also haven't got a firm handle on the villain.
Which is what has killed me in the last two novels, but I can't help it. I don't know how to be more organized, and it doesn't work when I try, and God damn it I'm an idiot.
Just thought I'd share some NaNoWriMo stress with ya. Innit great? Urgh.