Tuesday, October 31, 2006
so it begins
What’s past is prologue. The Tempest, 2.1.254
Tomorrow is when it all starts. The first day of the National Novel Writing Month! I’m feeling a mix of energy and anticipation and sheer terror. After all, I have strangled one plot, a year and a half ago, by badgering and questioning it to death. It just disintegrated, and now it shivers in a cluster of files on my computer. One day, perhaps, I can perform novel CPR and bring it back. In the meantime, I’m staring at my scene list for novel number two, wondering: do we both, this plot and I, have what it takes?
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