Apr. 30th, 2005

Saturday

Apr. 30th, 2005 10:40 pm
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Going to Hobart tomorrow. Be back Tuesday. Nothing exciting.

Have decided novel sucks. Whether this is genuine suckiness, sick-of-working-on-it suckiness or tired-and-stressed-so-everything-so-sucks suckiness I don't know.

Not happy with the transitions but they can be fixed. Not happy with the level of description/emotional responses but that doesn't get put into until the next draft anyway. Not happy with the emotional continuity (i.e. a character who is upset about something here isn't in the next scene the appear in) but that goes back to the previous point.

Realised I have a scene where a character is arguing the advantages of abortion vs killing the babies afterwards. Quite odd. Not very convincing though. She seems too compassionate, or maybe she is more compassionate than I thought. She's a bit a problem actually. Do I want to make her more sympathetic? She's self-absorbed, only cares about others if it affects her wellbeing, happily tortures & kills anyone who displeases her, keeps men as toys for her own amusments and murders her own children. Would you want to care about her?

Tomorrow is May. May is the beginning of winter, however you want to measure it. It sounds cold. Today was dreay, raining on and off, and windy. Not cold enough to justify a heater, not wet enough to soak into the ground. Just dreary weather. May weather.

Dog seems to like it or something. She was all perky and doing things today. I gave her some raw cauliflower to chew on. She was quite happy with it, until she realised what I'd made myself for lunch. Now her toy collection on the lounge room floor consists of a well gnawed bone, a scungy old, chewed up parsnip and various bits of cauliflower.

She's going to stay with mum for tonights. Outside. In May weather!

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