{"id":820,"date":"2010-07-08T23:33:43","date_gmt":"2010-07-09T05:33:43","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.paksworld.com\/blog\/?p=820"},"modified":"2010-07-08T23:33:43","modified_gmt":"2010-07-09T05:33:43","slug":"book-says-whozat","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"http:\/\/www.paksworld.com\/blog\/?p=820","title":{"rendered":"Book Says &#8220;Whozat?&#8221;"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>I knew re-entry to the book itself might be tricky, as despite brief spurts\u00a0 it&#8217;s been on hold while the map got done.\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 The spurts, never very long, had gone well, though, and I was hoping that Book would keep in mind that it had not been locked in a closet forgotten.\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 However, Book has its own ideas of how long is too long, and when today I sat down to get back to work on it for a several hour stretch, it ignored me.\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 Hmmm, I thought, and opened this file and that (at this point, in a multi-viewpoint work, the viewpoints are separate files), trying to find a character who was awake,\u00a0 coherent,\u00a0 and doing more than staring into space with a mind full of vague somethings.<\/p>\n<p><!--more-->Even Arvid was staring at a wall trying to think what next, with his mind running in little tiny circles of the same three thoughts over and over.\u00a0\u00a0 Snap out of it, I said.\u00a0\u00a0 He ignored me.\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 I had left something unfinished\u00a0 down in Andressat (on purpose&#8211;an &#8220;in the middle&#8221; situation that I thought might be useful later when I needed an easy insertion to writing) and did manage to finish the conversation (but abruptly) and then get one of the participants out of the building, onto a horse, and going somewhere with another person who needed to make a surprising revelation.\u00a0\u00a0 The revelation made (and I was thinking &#8220;Oh, goody, we&#8217;re cookin&#8217; now!&#8221;) the\u00a0 two looked at each other and fell silent, and it was a long way to anything likely to happen.<\/p>\n<p>At these moments, the temptation to spend all one&#8217;s facing-the-computer time on other projects grows and grows&#8230;it&#8217;s like needing to blink.\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 I stared at the last few sentences.\u00a0 They stared back.\u00a0\u00a0 I scrolled up to the last whole paragraph&#8211;to the previous page.\u00a0 Somewhere in there was the little thread that would become more story if only I could find it.\u00a0 Unless this was a dead end.\u00a0 Was it a dead end?<\/p>\n<p>I backed up to the beginning of that chapter.\u00a0\u00a0 It&#8217;s odd when I read stuff I&#8217;ve written but not finished&#8211;sometimes, but not always&#8211;it&#8217;s as if the important characters and events\u00a0 sort of glow, or raise up off the page or show up in colored print.\u00a0 As I re-read the chapter, four secondary characters who had been of almost equal importance (I thought) suddenly changed.\u00a0 Two shrank and flattened,\u00a0 one acquired a mild glow, and one flared.<\/p>\n<p>The mild glow was the non-POV character in the conversation with the revelation in it.\u00a0 The POV character in that conversation certainly glowed&#8211;you met him in<em> Oath<\/em>, and will see him again in <em>Kings<\/em> and he has more story to come&#8230;definitely has a story thread in him and is worth following.<\/p>\n<p>But the flaring-bright character wasn&#8217;t there (could not be there) and I remembered that he had marked himself as a story-pusher even earlier.\u00a0 His backstory had come easily.\u00a0\u00a0 I could see him doing thus-and-so, which would be of use to other parts of the plot, and had semi-planned to go that route.\u00a0\u00a0 But it wasn&#8217;t yet time or didn&#8217;t feel right, and when I had tried to think how he would go about thus-and-so, it never quite developed.<\/p>\n<p>So I contemplated, staring at the screen, the flaring-bright character.\u00a0\u00a0 He wasn&#8217;t with the POV character.\u00a0 Could he be another POV character? \u00a0 But I&#8217;m trying to be economical and not have too many this time.\u00a0\u00a0 I slid into his head.\u00a0 He was angry, hurt, knew he shouldn&#8217;t be that angry, was angry anyway, and in a tangle of temper with which I&#8217;m only too familiar, was heading off to Do His Duty in the kind of clench-jawed, resentful, I&#8217;ll-show-you determination that leads to falling flat on your face when you\u00a0 trip over your shoelace.\u00a0\u00a0 Not, however, worth a POV segment.<\/p>\n<p>Who knew where he&#8217;d gone?\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 Did he just storm off without letting anyone know where he was going?\u00a0\u00a0 He&#8217;s married&#8211;would he tell his wife?\u00a0\u00a0 He&#8217;s on horseback&#8211;did he tell the groom who brought the horse out, saddled?\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 He left a note, I think.\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 But there are two possibilities, which I haven&#8217;t yet chosen between&#8230;though I&#8217;m leaning toward one of them.<\/p>\n<p>All this isn&#8217;t typed up yet, but when I realized I&#8217;d been sitting staring at the screen without touching the keyboard or moving for so long I was almost frozen in place and had a fierce headache&#8230;I was hit with a sleep spell, clambered up and into the bedroom, and took a nap.\u00a0 But I remember the plot thread and am about to write it (yes, it&#8217;s after midnight.\u00a0 But I had that nap.)\u00a0\u00a0 Book needs me.\u00a0 I need Book.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>I knew re-entry to the book itself might be tricky, as despite brief spurts\u00a0 it&#8217;s been on hold while the map got done.\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 The spurts, never very long, had gone well, though, and I was hoping that Book would keep in mind that it had not been locked in a closet forgotten.\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 However, Book has [&hellip;]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":2,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[5],"tags":[22,107],"class_list":["post-820","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-the-writing-life","tag-characters","tag-the-writing-life"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"http:\/\/www.paksworld.com\/blog\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/820"}],"collection":[{"href":"http:\/\/www.paksworld.com\/blog\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"http:\/\/www.paksworld.com\/blog\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/www.paksworld.com\/blog\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/users\/2"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/www.paksworld.com\/blog\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcomments&post=820"}],"version-history":[{"count":1,"href":"http:\/\/www.paksworld.com\/blog\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/820\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":821,"href":"http:\/\/www.paksworld.com\/blog\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/820\/revisions\/821"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"http:\/\/www.paksworld.com\/blog\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fmedia&parent=820"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/www.paksworld.com\/blog\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcategories&post=820"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/www.paksworld.com\/blog\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Ftags&post=820"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}