Project Threesome: 5 831 words (me), 13 557 words (all)
Project Hero: 8 671 words
As you can see from the altered word counts above, Sin finished Mitz's part today, Freo wrote some of Mouse's POV and I was able to pick up with Snooze and do my part for the word count. I added over three thousand words; I'm very proud of myself. And those three thousand words, crap, what a doozy of a ride. I've drained three water bottles in my quest to write that one scene. (The more agitated I am, the more I have to step away and chug some water to cool off.) I've also had dinner, dessert, two conversations with floormates (I live on-campus; one of those conversation was about NaNo! Yay for explaining!) and I've cleaned off my desk. I am amazing at procrastination.
It's odd when you're so tied up with your character that you instinctively know what they call the toilet (Snooze calls it a lavatory, the pretentious wanker), or you get frustrated and confused because they're frustrated and confused, or you can define that their anger is not hot but cold, not bursting out of them, but creeping out. It's odd, and you just want to slap yourself and tell yourself to QUIT IT and STEP AWAY FROM THE JELLY DOUGHNUTS -- I mean, STEP AWAY FROM THE CHARACTER -- but you can't because you're really on a roll and it's being so solidly inside the character's head that's getting you there. There's moments when I could swear I am Snooze. When Mouse's insults cut at me like they would at him, if they were real.
I s'pose in a way they are real. How else would I know what Snooze calls the toilet? I certainly don't call it the lavatory.
I feel emotional and my head is still muddled. Stop it, Snooze. Seriously, his brain is so confused right now. Vague, unspoilery plot to follow. He wants to be good, but then again, he doesn't. He wants to remember things clearly, but then again, he doesn't. He wants to be punished, but then again, he doesn't. The only thing he knows for sure is that what he did was a good thing, the right thing to do - but then, it shouldn't be! Poor boy. His blurry mind'll settle down over the next few days, I hope. He'll come to the point where 'I'll be good unless I'm given a reason not to be, I'll take punishment if it's justified, I'm going to ignore the fact that I can't remember anything straight and the bad thing was the right thing to do.'
Oh please let him settle soon. I can't take this confusion for very much longer. I miss the very first part of the story where Snooze's mind was clear. It's good for plot that we blurred up his mind, but it's so not good for my sanity. I wonder what Freo and Sin will think when they wake up.
There goes another water bottle.
Tuesday, November 3, 2009
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