greygirlbeast (greygirlbeast) wrote,

"The lines of life are never long when seen from end to end."

Yesterday, I wrote 1,375 words on a story that I know is now titled "Blind Fish." I found THE END late in the afternoon, around 5:30, and then proofread the story so that Spooky could make the corrections on the iMac. There was a break for dinner (leftover three-legged chicken stew) in there somewhere. By about 8:30 p.m. we were finished. It is very unusual for me to finish a story, proof it, and make the corrections all in a single day (but does get back to how I don't write in drafts). The story will appear in Sirenia Digest #85, which will go out to subscribers this week.

I realized yesterday that I've lost all interest in writing linear narratives. Probably, some part of me understood this when I was working on "7" for The Drowning Girl: A Memoir. While writing Black Helicopters, though, I became fully conscious of the fact. And that is a fact, not a fancy. It's reflected in the structure of "Blind Fish."

By the way. 59˚F in Providence today. Tomorrow high is forecast at 41˚F. Um...right.

Aunt Beast
Tags: "blind fish", black helicopters, non-linear narratives, the drowning girl

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