In Artists, Drafts, Hautvoir, Local projects, Revision on May 29, 2015 at 5:34 am

I look forward to finding out what happens in the last few scenes in the story, even if, to all appearances, the goal appears as illusory as the horizon.

Some details from real life illustrate how difficult a task writing gets. If anything, life provides way too much material on any given day. Wasteful, same as trees when providing seed for the next cycle. Yet stingy on crucial, vital information. For instance: is the aggressor on the run or in custody? I hear both versions around town. As for the wound inflicted, I know the number of stitches required at surgery end (88) and enough about the status of the wounded boy’s internal organs to do a credible write-up from a surgeon’s perspective. Real life gets carried away where the mother is concerned. Did she have to break her heel when she fainted at the news? Considering her cancer treatment and her chronic emphysema, a simple wail and swoon covers the issue of plausibility, no?


The man who promised boxes, delivered. Enough things to do in real life (finding my next living space, for example). Crowded in by empty boxes to fill, I feel like Gulley Jimson in The Horse’s Mouth, painting his mural like a madman while the wrecking crew demolishes the wall.

Simplify? Good luck.


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