Writing Whinge

[przed]

In spite of a visiting friend and a lovely migraine that's only now on the retreat after three days of making me miserable, I've actually managed to get some writing done.

The Good News
The final edits on my Wild Wild West story are in, and the zine it's in (the final issue of Gentlemen Never Tell, edited by the lovely Marian Kelly) should even now be on its way to the printers.

More Good News
I finished what I thought were the two final scenes in the Pros story I've been working on for-freaking-ever. (Not to be confused with the Pros novel I've been working on for even longer than that.)

The Not So Good News
Those two final scenes wrenched the story into a corner that there was no getting out of.

The Okay News
Whilst washing the lunch dishes up (let's hear it for working from home) I figured out a fix for the bloody story.

The Not-So-Okay News
The fix is going to require the wholesale gutting and replacement of those last two scenes. Fuckity-fuck-fuck-fuck

I shouldn't be surprised. This story was supposed to be a lark, something I could finish off in a week, tops, but it's got a screwy structure that's been a bear to work with, and in the *mumblemumble* years I've been writing it, it's morphed and mutated in a way that's necessitated multiple rewrites and amputations of various sections. I rather suspect that the discarded scenes now outnumber the ones that are actually in it.

Still, I think I've finally cracked it this time. And maybe I'll even get the bastard sorted out this week.

Doesn't make me feel like bashing my head against a wall any less, though. :-/

Comments

[przed.livejournal.com]

Ya know, I was this close to sending you what I had with a "It's broken! Help me fix it pleeeeeze!" message when my brain spit out a possible answer to my problem. (I'm still only going to say it's a possible answer until the bastard's written and doesn't get broken on me again.)

As soon as I've got a complete, non-broken first draft? It's heading your way, chica.

And wow, you are a busy beaver, aren't you? (Mind you, I'm not even going to try to add up all the half-finished stories I've got strewn around my harddrive. That way lies madness.) But when you get any of 'em done, feel free to also send them my way.

[ancastar.livejournal.com]

And wow, you are a busy beaver, aren't you?

Not busy enough, sadly. And therein lies my frustration. I keep spinning my wheels and it's making me cranky.

[przed.livejournal.com]

I can empathize with the spinning of wheels. That's what I'm doing with the vids I've got on the go right now. I open the files, poke them a few times to see what they do, and shut 'em down again. Frustrating.

At least I've gotten somewhere with the writing, even if it's not always exactly where I need to be.