Remember, the more we get through, the more we will have done.*

Every day, writing just gets harder and harder and the plot just gets more lost. Today was absolute hell because I can't write a confrontation for shit, at least not where Kezef is concerned, and certainly not whilst juggling three other characters. It was awful. At least I'm one little yes away from Kezef leaving - making Dean and Chip go 0.0 and then D: in what will probably be a pretty fun way - and then it's just Chip and Dean in the aftermath and that I can do.

I tried everything to get this scene straight in my head. What helped a little bit was trying to picture myself in the scene - sort of like on set - and going from character to character, seeing what they're seeing, figuring out what they're feeling, and explaining the situation to them in much the same way I guess a director would talk to his actors. (Okay, I was totally directing actors in my head, shush.)

You know what that gave me? A tiny little reaction from two of them and a little reminiscing from Chip. This was not enough! I have no idea if anything that Kezef said made any sense, or if his conversation with Icarus has any sort of flow. I mean, I know what he's insinuating and what he's planning, but it's not like he's going to spit it out to the others and neither is Chip the wonderboy going to deduce it.

The only part that did flow was getting Dean in a headlock and playing with that. (Because zombies and their zombie master are awesome, that's why.) Even that is a bit of a fail because there's not enough Chip and he's our goddamned eyes in this thing.

And remember how I had all those wonderful taunts Kezef was going to throw at Dean about Icarus? The "where was your angel a week before the great exodus" and the "how come you didn't get the awesome angel-vision" just never happened. Argh! There was no where to put them and anyway, the whole camp was still under siege, not that anyone would really notice, because I didn't keep up the "oh yeah everyone around them is pretty much dying or fighting off zombies" description. A paragraph or two, but it's like they're in a bubble. Argh again.

I'm starting to get worried.


( Excerpt )

33537 / 50000 words. 67% done!


* Whose Line is it Anyway, UK

I don't know what you're saying.*

For the past two or three days I've been struggling with a big scene where the heroes have a confrontation with the villain. I was having such a hard time with the dialogue - who says what, how much do they say, etc. - that I ended up summarizing it like a script. I left out the action notes and character study notes, which might explain why Icarus does what he does. (Basically, it's a bit of a hostage situation he has to diffuse.)

The characters are Chip (main character), Icarus (recently-humanized angel), Dean (resistance camp leader) and Kezef (Angel of Punishment, specialized in wrath and destruction). The scene is set in the parking lot of the resistance camp, which is currently under siege from infected humans (think raging murderous fiends) which are controlled by Kezef. Almost all of the other angels left for Heaven weeks ago and locked the doors behind them. Kezef's purpose in the camp is a) to delight in the destruction and b) capture Icarus so he can use him to open Heaven up.

Someone please tell me if it makes a tiny lick of sense. I know a lot of details are going to be confusing because all the background information is missing, but as long as what Kezef is saying and hinting at and asking for makes sense, and Icarus' responses do as well, I'm happy.

If something doesn't make sense, tell me about it. If the tone is strange, tell me about it. If the whole thing is too convoluted to follow, tell me about it. Basically, just tell me whether this is legible or not.

Did I say this was absolute hell to write? It was. Hell.

( The dialogue )

* The Thing (1982)

I feel ten pounds lighter and just a little dirty.*

OMG, what have I done to Icarus?!? My darling! I'm going to have to write horrible torture scenes for you from Kezef's point of view, aren't I? I love writing Kezef's point of view. I'm so sorry!

And Chipmeister, sorry you're going to be stuck in descriptive "and all this stuff happened, let me recount in quickly" land. At least you're okay, even if you're all broken up over Icarus and seeing Steve really didn't help the mental state you got failing there.

Dean's going through his own personal hell. Again. Oh, my poor characters, they've been broken.

What that ramble means I got through the Scene From Hell and am now in the Aftermath bit, where everyone's trying to recover from the zombiefest and Icarus is AWOL again. Well, not AWOL, exactly, but we need to get him back. Unharmed. Then there will be snuggles.

If you want to know more about the Scene From Hell, check out the previous post, because there's a dialogue summary there that I really would like an opinion on, along the lines of "does any of this make sense?"

So yeah, I spent the whole day writing - it's been raining all day, and I have no life - which means that I'm all caught up to Monday's word count, so even if I did nothing until Tuesday, I'd be fine. That's not going to happen, of course. I'm going to write until the next set word count regardless. Come on, there's a story to be written here!

But omg word count squee! And I wrote 3,334 words today squee! And plot is moving on squee! And I know what's going to happen squee! And WE ARE SO DONE WITH THAT SCENE FROM HELL! Double squee!


In other news, I watched the latest Supernatural and almost lost a lung, I was laughing so hard. Expect a proper review whenever I feel like it, yo. (But probably tomorrow.)

( Excerpt )

36871 / 50000 words. 74% done!


* Wayne Brady, Whose Line is it Anyway