Writing Roundup

[przed]

So, my word count on the story first thing this morning was 10,247. And now it's 6,395.

In spite of the retrograde word count, I think I've made progress. I've excised a bunch of scenes I quite liked but could never get to fit in properly. (Those of you who've seen the story thus far in various stages of disrepair can probably guess which scenes. I've kept them in a separate file, though, in case I manage to work out how to use them in this story or elsewhere.) And I've got a general idea of how the rest of it will go, though it's a much vaguer idea than I usually have when writing. I'm finding with this one I discover things as I go. Freaking terrifying, but interesting. Probably helps that there's no deadline and no definite destination for the story, so letting it be done when it's done is absolutely okay.

And now, I'm off to bed, so I can be up early to resume my mom-ish duties.

Comments

[heliophile-oxon.livejournal.com]

Sounds like a pretty productive day - I suspect pruning may be tougher than it looks from the outside! Looking forward to reading when it's ready ..... (hoping for many more productive days soon!).

[msmoat.livejournal.com]

Trimming is tough, isn't it? But looking at a story clear-eyed is such a useful thing to do. It's like pruning plants--being ruthless with them is a good thing. Good luck with this! It sounds very promising.

[ancastar.livejournal.com]

Good on you! That's such a tough thing to do--cut back on what you've written. I had to do something similar with my zine story, though not to the same extent. I think I went from something like 60K to 48K, and then started building again from there. Remember I'm available if you need another set of eyes.

I've spent the last three days vidding like a maniac. I owe Zoe a vid from Sweet Charity, so I've been glued to my dining room table, asking myself time and time again why I thought it would be fun to vid to an ultra-fast, nearly four minute song whose refrain repeats something like eight or ten times throughout the song.

Think very carefully about that bloody six minute trip hop song of yours.

If you'd be up for it, I'll probably have something to show tomorrow night late. I've got less than a minute to go with the piece, and I think I know what direction I'm going to take. If I could steal a bit of your mom-ish time, I'd love your beta eye.

Let me know.