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Melting all day yesterday, but there's still so much snow. So much slush, ankle deep in the street. And the street is coming apart, thank you freeze-thaw cycle. Driving around here is becoming more perilous than usual, as the potholes are opening up, and you can't see them for the black water filling them up. I kept my window open for most of yesterday, so great was my need for fresh air. I expect I'll do the same again today, trying the make the atmosphere of this House a tiny bit less foul. Currently, 37˚F in Providence, feels like 40˚. Feels like shit, truth be fucking told. Thunderstorms are on their way.

Outside, the Hell just keeps on getting staler. To wit:




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Yesterday, somehow I managed to write 1,672 words, my best writing day in a long, long, long time. I finished Chapter 5 of Cherry Bomb. Which leaves me with two chapters and ~18,544 words until THE END. And now I have to set it aside and get Sirenia Digest written and out to subscribers. And write a science-fiction story for Neil Clarke, who kindly extended my deadline by a month. But this is just as well, as I'm buried under plot that I only halfway understand.

The icon with this entry, it says a lot about my feelings towards plotting. "And then they fight dinosaurs!" Exactly. Because something has to happen. When a novel is going well, I never have to worry about plot. I don't give a shit about plot, and, when a novel is going well, it tends to take care of itself. I follow the thoughts and actions of my characters, which, if I've done my job, are natural. Plot is a byproduct of characterization, when things are going well. When things are going well, I don't concoct bullshit stories and then push my characters around inside them, rolling them to and fro like toy cars. This is what hacks do. And when I am being a hack, this is what I do. Things are not currently going well, and all that matters at the moment – for the sake of my mind and my career – is that I finish this book. So, I have a mountain of bullshit story that makes no sense to me whatsoever, because it's not even remotely organic. It didn't grow. It was built. It's inside out, backwards, wrong side in, cart before the horse. This isn't what happened because the characters are who they are. This is what happened because I needed to push the characters around like little toy cars. This is what I swear I will endeavor to never do again. I vow.

Of course, all junkies are liars.

When the writing was done, I was almost too tired to move. Spooky brought me a take-out salad. I ate it. Then I took a hot shower. Then I made a half-assed attempt at RP in The Secret World. We watched more of The Americans, which really is wonderful.

Oh, before I forget. New eBay auctions! Please go forth and bid. I sign and personalize.

Here. have some Selwyn, behind the cut:







Oh gods. It's 82˚F in Miami, Florida. Why am I here?

Nah, nah, nah, nah, nah,
Aunt Beast

Comments

( 22 comments — Have your say! )
shanejayell
Feb. 21st, 2014 05:21 pm (UTC)
Keep up the good work! Okay, not good in your opinion, but...

That is a BIG cat.
greygirlbeast
Feb. 21st, 2014 05:24 pm (UTC)

Huge.

I think "Keep up the work" is about all that can be said.
humglum
Feb. 21st, 2014 05:31 pm (UTC)

For scale, the counter is 31 1/2 inches wide.
dipsomaniac
Feb. 21st, 2014 05:48 pm (UTC)
I don't think it makes you a hack for trying to use a plot. I know you despise them but I'd almost think you'd need one for the type of books that the Quinn books are. I also felt that way when you were talking about writing YA. The Modern Faerie Tale series by Holly Black is a good example of plot working, in my opinion. The Quinn books are a whole different beast from what you usually write but if you can just master this plot thing, the sky's the limit. Jeez, sorry for the cheesy pep talk, but your readers have faith in you.
greygirlbeast
Feb. 21st, 2014 06:00 pm (UTC)

the sky's the limit.

The limit of what?
dipsomaniac
Feb. 21st, 2014 06:15 pm (UTC)
The limit to your success and recognition as an author. I'm far from an oracle but I can just see you achieving even greater success once this plot thing is mastered. We all know you can write and I've even described your writing as a literary acid trip. No, I've never done acid but when I read your work it just fills me with a very heavy mood. Like when I listen to Chelsea Wolfe. I'm bad at describing things, obviously. I think if you can combine this mood thing you create with the plot thing it will equal "mind blown." The Quinn books are very fun to read and I'm almost done with Pink Delicious. Maybe you are worrying about the plot too much.
greygirlbeast
Feb. 21st, 2014 06:21 pm (UTC)

I think you've misunderstood.

I have no desire to "master" plot. I'll finish this, then go back to what I actually have an interest in doing as a writer.

Edited at 2014-02-21 06:22 pm (UTC)
dipsomaniac
Feb. 21st, 2014 06:26 pm (UTC)
No, I understand you have no interest in it. Doesn't mean you shouldn't or that it wouldn't benefit you.
greygirlbeast
Feb. 21st, 2014 08:00 pm (UTC)

Doesn't mean you shouldn't or that it wouldn't benefit you.

I'm sorry, but that's exactly what it means. And I don't care if it would make me rich (though it wouldn't; these books are selling worse than my others).
martianmooncrab
Feb. 21st, 2014 06:24 pm (UTC)
And the street is coming apart,

all the folks here who bitched about no one plowing their streets are now bitching about how the snow plows managed to scrape up the white paint (aka foglines) on the highways.
greygirlbeast
Feb. 21st, 2014 06:27 pm (UTC)

all the folks here who bitched about no one plowing their streets are now bitching about how the snow plows managed to scrape up the white paint (aka foglines) on the highways.

It's a problem. The streets aren't plowed, we're stuck. They're plowed, they plows pull them apart. Thing is, the ice and snow and water and salt do most of the damage. The plows just hurrying the erosion along.
martianmooncrab
Feb. 21st, 2014 06:42 pm (UTC)
one can see that when the long strips of paint meander on the shoulder of the road.

Just when we think they have found a great line paint that works.
witchchild
Feb. 21st, 2014 06:43 pm (UTC)
Snow's dissipating here some, thanks to the rain. Some storm drains have even been cleared enough to allow for draining, though not enough. Also, apparently, the city has effed up plans to plow side streets this week. I do get tempted to grab a shovel and just dig in areas where I want to park.
greygirlbeast
Feb. 21st, 2014 07:58 pm (UTC)

Some storm drains have even been cleared enough to allow for draining, though not enough.

Our drains seem to still be clogged.

I do get tempted to grab a shovel and just dig in areas where I want to park.

If were physically capable...
witchchild
Feb. 21st, 2014 08:07 pm (UTC)
I do have a new appreciation for anyone who can and does shovel regularly.
greygirlbeast
Feb. 21st, 2014 08:37 pm (UTC)

The average weight of an average snow shovel full of snow is ~50 pounds.
witchchild
Feb. 21st, 2014 08:40 pm (UTC)
Now that I never knew, thank you aunt Beast.
elsewhereangel
Feb. 21st, 2014 07:01 pm (UTC)
I'm hoping Kid Night and/or Fellini's is soon, it sounds like a break may be in order.

Thinking of you.
greygirlbeast
Feb. 21st, 2014 07:58 pm (UTC)

I'm hoping Kid Night and/or Fellini's is soon, it sounds like a break may be in order.

Tonight.
alumiere
Feb. 21st, 2014 09:37 pm (UTC)
He's a beautiful boy!
setsuled
Feb. 21st, 2014 11:16 pm (UTC)
Then I made a half-assed attempt at RP in The Secret World

I finally managed to reinstall The Secret World after days of downloading and updates. So far all I've done is follow around the walking mountain in Egypt.

Here. have some Selwyn

I say, some Selwyn is quite a lot of Selwyn. He is a bounty.
sovay
Feb. 22nd, 2014 03:03 am (UTC)
Here. have some Selwyn, behind the cut

Some Selwyn he is, too.

I suppose you could always introduce Quinn to some dinosaurs and see what happened. I don't think it would end well for the dinosaurs.
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