I’ve spent the last couple days moving to a new apartment. I’d forgotten how truly horrid it is to move everything in a single shot. The last time I’d had two apartments at once and moved slowly over a few weeks; this time it was more of ‘load everything you own into a hard to drive van at 9am and move it far away.’ There is something strange about taking everything you own apart in the morning and then putting it back together in a slightly different place later that same day. Needless to say, I’ve written nothing (haven’t even had a computer) over the last two days, so this might be a short post.
In my actual writing, I’ve been having a bit of a hard time working through a scene that I feel is extremely crucial to the plot of the story (Dreamstate II), but is a little bit heavy. It reintroduces a number of characters with new dynamics to their personalities. There are also a couple new characters that become a bit more relevant as the story progresses—also, it’s a bit of a change for Daniel, who has had it pretty easy for the most part so far (on Earth, of course).
One of the few days I was able to write this week mostly ended up as a time where I’d write something, hate it, delete it, and then try again. This went on for pretty much my entire waking day, and at the end of it all, I’d accomplished very little. I’m not sure that what I was writing was of poor quality, rather, a lot of it I liked a lot. The problem, though, is sometimes what I like, as the author, really doesn’t always fly with the reader base. I have a rather high tolerance for intense information dumps and rapid changes in the personal plotlines. Most people, though, would prefer a bit of something happening, rather than character talking on end about this and that and whatever else I want to bring into the story at this time. I’d imagine part of that is because I know what’s coming, and it’s exciting, and this is important stuff. From the reader’s perspective, however, I’m just rambling.
I’m unsure what I’m going to do with this section. I might need to break it down into a few different places—perhaps throw in a few changes of scene to stem the information tide. This is one of those rare times where I’m blogging about a problem that I have no idea how I’m going to tackle it. I’ll find a work around, eventually; and then I can tell you all about how I fixed it. Until then, though, it’s going to be a bit of a mystery.
I am rather tired from moving, so as I warned you at the start, this is a rather short post—and I am now off to bed.