Things Being What They Are
I always plan November out so carefully. I know what I'm going to write almost before I start, I get everything ready and -- things tend to fall apart pretty quickly. Hardware problem, timing problems, personal problems -- all these things wait until November to gang up on me. This year has been no exception.
I wrote and I wrote and this time, as I wrote I began to see something in the story that bothered me. There are some difficult relationships within the story, especially a mother/daughter relationship between two (or three) of the main characters. I began to realize that I was injecting too much of my own experience into at least one third of this relationship.
I've come to the conclusion that if I am going to write this damn thing I'm going to have to admit that there are pieces of myself in the characters. (I've been thinking about it and working on it -- in the abstract -- for so long that it has become as much a part of me as something like this can reasonably be.)
The point is, while I struggle with the monstrosity that is this novel, other things get pushed aside. So, if I haven't posted here in a while you have to forgive me. I have two major posts in the works -- I mentioned them on twitter a while back -- I fully intend to have them up by the end of the month. Also, I have a few new Scenes written already and hope to have them up by the end of the day, today. (I've really specifically tried to keep my promise to myself not to edit them --except perhaps for glaring spelling errors -- so I need to post them ASAP before I change my mind.)
I actually started this post a week ago and changed my mind thirty times about finishing it and posting it. Anyway, here it is. Thanks for your patience.
