Of shapeshifters and schizophrenics
Listening To: Blue Light of the Flame - Dar Williams
So I was scribbling in my NaNo notebook today, trying to work out the bare bones of my plot, because my thoughts are better organized when they're written down, when suddenly I was assaulted by a new character, who brought with her an aspect to another, older character I had not known about before. Her name is Charlie, and she is a chronic kleptomaniac with schizophrenia. She also happens to be hi-goddamn-larious.
She has several voices in her head, one of whom scares the bloody hell out of me but doesn't cut in all that often. The most prominent one is a fellow she calls The Psychiatrist, who seems to know a lot more than he says. Which would be enough to make me nervous but... Charlie doesn't seem worried.
She also seems of the opinion that Scior is a shapeshifter. Wouldn't that be a fascinating development.
I love it when I get just enough ideas to keep me from having a mental breakdown. Now that I have all my MCs and the skeletal frame of a plot, I just need to work on putting meat on the bones.
Tonight was the first official meeting of the Newfie NaNoWriMos. Jam and I got to the coffee shop like an hour and a half early, so we were sitting around just waiting for it to be 7:00 with nothing to do. Every few seconds Jam would go "What time is it now?", which actually only got more amusing as time went on. Towards the last half hour we got all paranoid, assuming we'd be the only ones there and that we'd totally get blown off. It was a depressing half-hour.
It didn't last, though; Lilly and her friend Melody turned up, saw the sign, and plunked themselves down, which calmed Jam and I immensely. We struck up a conversation immediately and it wasn't long before Bob turned up with his daughter, who was adorable. Then Alesandra and Mike appeared, with Gen bringing up the rear. We had a nice (noisy) bunch there, and had a lot to talk about. Some of it even NaNo-related.
It was so excellent to get to know everyone that we immediately planned for our write-ins. They'll be taking place Tuesday nights, starting on the seventh (obviously). Even though Melody isn't writing NaNo, I think she'll be an asset to the group, because she is hilarious. She and Lilly are like Statler and Waldorf or something. Wow.
So NaNo is in about five days. Who's excited? I'm excited. Am I ever. I must try not to neglect Twi too much this month, though, or I might never finish that damn book.
Icarus is chasing vultures in the World Train Center
So I was scribbling in my NaNo notebook today, trying to work out the bare bones of my plot, because my thoughts are better organized when they're written down, when suddenly I was assaulted by a new character, who brought with her an aspect to another, older character I had not known about before. Her name is Charlie, and she is a chronic kleptomaniac with schizophrenia. She also happens to be hi-goddamn-larious.
She has several voices in her head, one of whom scares the bloody hell out of me but doesn't cut in all that often. The most prominent one is a fellow she calls The Psychiatrist, who seems to know a lot more than he says. Which would be enough to make me nervous but... Charlie doesn't seem worried.
She also seems of the opinion that Scior is a shapeshifter. Wouldn't that be a fascinating development.
I love it when I get just enough ideas to keep me from having a mental breakdown. Now that I have all my MCs and the skeletal frame of a plot, I just need to work on putting meat on the bones.
Tonight was the first official meeting of the Newfie NaNoWriMos. Jam and I got to the coffee shop like an hour and a half early, so we were sitting around just waiting for it to be 7:00 with nothing to do. Every few seconds Jam would go "What time is it now?", which actually only got more amusing as time went on. Towards the last half hour we got all paranoid, assuming we'd be the only ones there and that we'd totally get blown off. It was a depressing half-hour.
It didn't last, though; Lilly and her friend Melody turned up, saw the sign, and plunked themselves down, which calmed Jam and I immensely. We struck up a conversation immediately and it wasn't long before Bob turned up with his daughter, who was adorable. Then Alesandra and Mike appeared, with Gen bringing up the rear. We had a nice (noisy) bunch there, and had a lot to talk about. Some of it even NaNo-related.
It was so excellent to get to know everyone that we immediately planned for our write-ins. They'll be taking place Tuesday nights, starting on the seventh (obviously). Even though Melody isn't writing NaNo, I think she'll be an asset to the group, because she is hilarious. She and Lilly are like Statler and Waldorf or something. Wow.
So NaNo is in about five days. Who's excited? I'm excited. Am I ever. I must try not to neglect Twi too much this month, though, or I might never finish that damn book.
Icarus is chasing vultures in the World Train Center
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