I’ll pass on the news coverage for now except to say panic + power make an awful combo. With law-makers saying this is no time for “juridism” and the whole lot leaning off the right-side of the boat, us plain folk are best to stick to our modest ways.
In some instances, the move onward from proto-draft is slower than expected. Real life plays havoc with schedules, for one. For another, you discover one or several characters have been coasting along on the assumption no one – especially not the writer – would notice they weren’t giving full value for their performance time.
Case in point that stopped me last night: a character who’s turning into a regular (this is her third appearance in a piece of fiction). In real life, I suppose she could settle into her grumpiness. Perhaps she will in fiction except for one thing: there’ll have to be some change for the better or the worse in her attitude and the consequences flowing from it. Same as with any human big or small who settles into “I don’t feel like it” whenever the same challenge shows up – be it reading, writing, doing the dishes or taking arms against a sea of troubles. Don’t feel like it – all right. What next?
For the time being, in real life, two and a half hours of meeting ahead.
No doubt this isn’t a blog post I’ll look back on as a pinnacle in my morning yammers. Writing-wise, what matters most is what happens after the finger-warming exercises.
allez, as best as the energy level will allow.