By the grace of God, I noticed the trap that I was slipping into: by having no fixed plot, only characters, I was very close into having this become little more than a daily diary of Nichole’s life.
A diary is not a story.
The diary elements wrap up today. I’m not saying there won’t be more: this is an ongoing, free webnovel, so there will be more diary-like elements. But now, I think, after this installment, it’s time to play. Yeah! Continue reading ““Dear Diary… die in a fire””
My girls are at a two-day home swim-meet. An invitational, there’s over 800 kids participating. So, I’ve got swimming on my mind.
At dinner last night, I looked over at the laptop my wife had gotten for me to ‘write anywhere!’ And no, I didn’t write at dinner with my family. I do have some manners.
Back to the story: as I looked at it, it occurred to me that I could take it to bed, and write there. Wow! Beloved wife playing Candycrush to my left, dogs at my feet, huge glass of wine at my right, computer in my lap… and off I went!
“Should I post this? It’s awesome!” My wife didn’t look up. “You always say, ‘write drunk; edit sober.’ You really want to post that?” Errr….guess not.
So now, I’ve edited about half of what I wrote, but there was a good break-point, so I wanted to push it out for everyone. There are times I think that if I let the reins of this story go for just a minute, I’ll end up in places I literally cannot imagine.
That number keeps coming up: four loves, four laws. I wonder where it will surprise me, next?
Another ‘transitional’ episode, but Nichole does have a sudden realization. Amazing to think that both she and I didn’t know these things 24 hours ago. I love writing. Oh: I wrote this on a new laptop in Word, so the formatting is chewed, again. I’ll try to fix it for Ep11.
And I think I’ve a working link for Episodes 1-10 there at the left. Stupid formatting….
Finally finished flogging the story for that contest I mentioned in the post just below. Had to add a little more story in Scene 2. After that, I had to format the text into what they wanted for submission; anyone who’s ever programmed a visual novel with instantly recognize the style. For whomever they pick as a winner, Voltage’s staff will just have to slap some “scene” and “show” commands in and they’re finished.
Anyway, I sent off my entry a bit ago. If you’d like to read it, the story’s below the fold. I definitely do ‘cute’ better than ‘political terror.’
