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Well, I am back to writing original fiction again. This week started out with me cleaning up some chapters of my old "93 novel"--Dis/inhibition, which was a good transitional task from the manic editing of the final episode of The Destroyer to the nebulous idea mass that is my new story. In fact, after a couple days immersing myself in my old novel, I wondered if I'd get to the new story at all this week. My "plan" for the week had been simply to come up with some sort of plan with regards to the new story. The time away from it to finish TD has been good, it gave me a chance to mull over what I'd done in the last year and reflect on it without being too invested in what I had been doing with the story when I left off. And in fact, there were times in the last month when I really started to have second thoughts about some of the choices I had made in the new novel. Characters I wasn't sure interested me all that much, story elements I wasn't sure interested me all that much. And my interest is so damned important, I can't over-exaggerate how much. How many stories have I invested time in only to have it fizzle out mid-way because a major element in the story just *didn't* interest me? This is my fear, this is why, after a year, I still haven't started actually writing the thing. Because every damned time I start a new story, I get bored of what I'm doing long before finishing. This is a danger in novel-length projects. You'd better be in it for the long haul, otherwise, it's a waste of time. And since I seem constitutionally incapable of writing shorter pieces, this is my dilemma. Anyway, what I ended up doing this week was going back to the idea-gathering-sifting-organizing project I was working on before the hiatus. Most decidedly *not* to turn it into any outline, but just to take stock of what I have. And that is my "plan" for now. But the main goal has to be to find some way to start writing. To get past my fear of losing my muse for this story halfway through it. Tags: disinhibition, writing, writing coach
mood:  determined
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The down side of being a homeowner is when stuff stops working, and it's up to you to either fix it, or pay for it to be fixed. For some reason, out of the blue, my guest bathroom toilet started leaking. It was seeping out from behind the handle, which could only mean one thing--the tank was getting too full. Problem was, I never heard the toilet running when it wasn't supposed to. What was making it overfill, if it wasn't a faulty refill-mechanism? I considered the theory that perhaps it *was* running when it wasn't supposed to, and I had just never caught it in the act. So I turned off the water to the toilet completely this morning, then flushed it once to empty out the tank. Sure enough, I got the water turned off, the tank remained empty. So then I went to work. I came home tonight to discover at least four inches of water in the tank. It's not coming from the refill. I opened the toilet lid and the water there looked a little low. I'm thinking it's coming from the bowl somehow. Maybe the seal on the bottom between the tank and the bowl? I suppose so, but I stared down into that thing for a good long time looking for bubbles or ripples indicating this, and saw nothing. Still want to be able to do this myself with a minimal purchase from Home Depot, but I might have to call a plumber. Tags: home
mood:  puzzled
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Ugh, I hate coming back from weekends more tired than when I started them, but that seems to be true more often than not lately. I have to cram a lot into weekends I don't have time for during the week. This weekend started out by working late Friday, and then trying to get as much TD 219 done over the weekend, but I'm not exactly in TD writing mode. Normally, after a new ep, I'd take a break, but since the first draft of 219 was already written and I want to finish it by the end of Oct, I plunged in. And immediately found myself getting distracted by a hundred other projects. TD has had a good run, but I'm ready for it to be over. And now I need to go in and start a day of follow-up to my work Friday evening. ETA: Oh, and as icing to my Monday morning cake, my coffee maker went into respiratory arrest. I am hoping it just needs to be given a good rinsing. mood:  drained
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I didn't actually work on any original fiction this week, only plunked out the second-to-the-last episode of The Destroyer, which gets me that much closer to getting back to original fiction. The second draft of the final episode is going slow, though. I keep finding distractions like wandering aimlessly through the aisles of Home Depot and you know, working late and stuff. OTOH, prior to the working late, work last week was a little slow at times, and I found myself re-reading these weekly writing updates for the past year. As I did, I kept thinking, "Oh, that was a good idea, I should remember that for when I get back into it." So I started keeping all the little nuggets in a separate file. The plan, as soon as TD 219 is out, is to complete the survey I had been doing (before I experienced fan fictus interuptus) of all my many, many story ideas from the last year, but I am not going to do an outline. Re-reading the cumulative wisdom of the last twelve months has convinced me of that. My story will just have to meander a bit, then get chopped. With future episodes novels in the series, stuff can be moved. Tags: writing, writing coach
mood:  restless
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recede 
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