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I haven't forgotten about the mammoths! I'm just-- trying to read it over, this is the bit where my pacing fell apart and I'm trying to figure out what happened.
Writing is like knitting sometimes, where sometimes you had a mistake a bunch of rows back and now you can't get the thing to work properly, but it's not that you're doing it wrong now, it's that you did something wrong ages ago and now you've got to unravel back to that point and knit it back up again.
So I'm thirty thousand words on, and I've counted the rows back to this point and I'm sure the mistake is here somewhere, and I don't want to post it until I'm sure I've found it.
Hush, I know I don't know how to knit, don't pester me with details, I think it's a good metaphor anyway.
Writing is like knitting sometimes, where sometimes you had a mistake a bunch of rows back and now you can't get the thing to work properly, but it's not that you're doing it wrong now, it's that you did something wrong ages ago and now you've got to unravel back to that point and knit it back up again.
So I'm thirty thousand words on, and I've counted the rows back to this point and I'm sure the mistake is here somewhere, and I don't want to post it until I'm sure I've found it.
Hush, I know I don't know how to knit, don't pester me with details, I think it's a good metaphor anyway.