Bumpy Ride
Aug. 2nd, 2012 02:43 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
chanticoAvery, the little engine that could. The mountain is crested; I'm on my way toward smooth sailing again. Everything big I have to do is over the 75% done mark. The cool breezes of freedom! Which means I finally have time to get back to Vessels (the series name that stuck). I've given up on finding a title until the damn thing is done. All options I've brainstormed are too hokey, too melodramatic, or too pedestrian-- or they fit the very beginning of the story, but not the whole book.
Jesus fuck I have a lot of characters. And this is condensed down from the original number, with half of them mushed together from other sources from the current story line or way off in the future. I mean, I'm setting up a six book epic here, so a lot of the people introduced as bit players will have time to grow later on, and that's okay, but still! My lord!
Shit's going to be long. I'm okay with that.
There's a scene I'm stuck on at the very beginning of chapter two that I think i'm going to have to toss completely. Two characters talking in an apartment is going to become two characters running into each other while hunting evil. I think. This stupid scene has given me so much shit, executing it will be a pleasure. It's pulling the trigger on my worst writing pitfall, passive characters. I've made peace with Delilah being somewhat passive in the beginning, because a large part of the book is *about* unlearning helplessness, but there's no one else in that portion of the story who should be waiting around for something to happen.
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House is coming along. Most of the unpacking is complete, except for the fucking bathrooms. Oh my god, why and how did we collect 20 bottles of vitamins? We don't even take vitamins. There's still some basic stuff to do in repairs department-- the vent still isn't working right, some cabinets do indeed need new hinges, and a couple of rooms still need painting. I feel like, aside from not having money top do a few things, all is well and under control-- except the yard. YARD. What does one do with a long-neglected yard?
We have some trees that aren't doing so hot, a couple raggedy-ass box hedges, and a grassy area full of random weeds, poison ivy, and sticks. The trees are just going to have to wait, because damn, that's some money, but I'm starting to think of garden spaces. For some reason the flowerbeds up front are filled with rocks, so I think I'll build the borders up a little more and dump a bunch of soil on top, picking plants that like lots of irrigation. The grass is going to be a bitch. Sowing seed won't be too hard but the damn ground itself is lumpy as fuck, like at some point it all turned to mud, someone held a dance party on top of it, and then it baked in a kiln. WTF.
HGTV you need a good yard show.
Jesus fuck I have a lot of characters. And this is condensed down from the original number, with half of them mushed together from other sources from the current story line or way off in the future. I mean, I'm setting up a six book epic here, so a lot of the people introduced as bit players will have time to grow later on, and that's okay, but still! My lord!
Shit's going to be long. I'm okay with that.
There's a scene I'm stuck on at the very beginning of chapter two that I think i'm going to have to toss completely. Two characters talking in an apartment is going to become two characters running into each other while hunting evil. I think. This stupid scene has given me so much shit, executing it will be a pleasure. It's pulling the trigger on my worst writing pitfall, passive characters. I've made peace with Delilah being somewhat passive in the beginning, because a large part of the book is *about* unlearning helplessness, but there's no one else in that portion of the story who should be waiting around for something to happen.
***
House is coming along. Most of the unpacking is complete, except for the fucking bathrooms. Oh my god, why and how did we collect 20 bottles of vitamins? We don't even take vitamins. There's still some basic stuff to do in repairs department-- the vent still isn't working right, some cabinets do indeed need new hinges, and a couple of rooms still need painting. I feel like, aside from not having money top do a few things, all is well and under control-- except the yard. YARD. What does one do with a long-neglected yard?
We have some trees that aren't doing so hot, a couple raggedy-ass box hedges, and a grassy area full of random weeds, poison ivy, and sticks. The trees are just going to have to wait, because damn, that's some money, but I'm starting to think of garden spaces. For some reason the flowerbeds up front are filled with rocks, so I think I'll build the borders up a little more and dump a bunch of soil on top, picking plants that like lots of irrigation. The grass is going to be a bitch. Sowing seed won't be too hard but the damn ground itself is lumpy as fuck, like at some point it all turned to mud, someone held a dance party on top of it, and then it baked in a kiln. WTF.
HGTV you need a good yard show.
