This was an interesting process, though. It’s helped me see the ebbs and flows of it, and see even more places I need to file away a few rough edges. I’m going to work on this for a day or two, and I expect then that I may be able to move on.

Finally.

I live such a tough life.

When I say I’m “thinking” about the plot, I don’t mean I’m sitting down in my basement twirling around in my swivel chair and staring at the ceiling.  That would just leave me dizzy.  When I say I’m thinking about the plot I mean I’m fleshing out much of it in little pieces of pseudo-code as I go.  I’ve got snippets of character dialog plastered in among journalistic and narrative bits.  In a sense, I’m using a free-form version of the snowflake method of plotting.

So, anyway.  I’m still not sure what the future holds for this piece, but I’ve vowed to keep thinking about it.

Sigh.

Technically, I completed no words this morning. I did, however, spend more than an hour thinking about the project and jotting down a bunch of notes that increased the size of the file by about four pages. So I guess I did about a thousand words of thinking.

Unfortunately, I’m still not completely certain what to make of this one. Perhaps it’s a failed thread? Dunno, yet. I figure I’ll give it another couple days and if it doesn’t catch me by then I’ll let it be for a while and see what happens. Sometimes things blossom while composting–other times I guess it just turns into more compost.

I’m now far enough along that I feel comfortable enough to “reveal” (as if anyone cares much, eh?) I’ve embarked on a process to get my second novel ready for market. Probably a couple more weeks before it can leave my desk.

Time to hit the road.
The day job awaits me there.
Think again at lunch.

But I admit fully that this bothers me.

I like knowing how everything fits together.  I liked coding the old site by hand.  It felt like it was mine that way.  I kinda miss the old days when many sites were a source of pure art.  But such is life, as they say.  I’ll tinker with this for a little while.  But the keener-eyed of you might notice that I haven’t given up the ship totally…I decided I would leave a little link on the side-panel, that will always let me go back in time whenever the urge hits.

On the writing front, progress is moving on two fronts–one short story, one novel.

Onward and upward.  One day at a time.  Cherrio.  Tally-ho, and all that.

As a result of some of that something, I’m out of time this morning. I’ll see if I can detail a bit more of all this something come this afternoon at lunchtime. So if you see this in the morning, you might return sometime and see if I’ve put something up.

See you sometime.

Have a great someday.