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

[bending_sickle]

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.

“I am not asking for your help,” said Kezef over the stifled groans coming from Dean. “I am asking for you – your blood and your flesh.” He flicked a finger in Dean’s direction and the infected began gnashing their teeth and biting the air. If he gave them only a little more rein, they would fall on him like a pack of hounds.

“Or I will have to find a lesser substitute,” he threatened.

33537 / 50000 words. 67% done!


* Whose Line is it Anyway, UK

Comments

[poisoned-sleep.livejournal.com]

Well, at least your conflict is almost over. As hard as this part is, you'll get to write the fun stuff again soon. :) And you can always edit the taunts in later- that did sound like a good part.

PS- I'm 7 000 words behind AGAIN after catching up at the beginning of the week. DAMMIT.

[seschat.livejournal.com]

Nooo, my poor Sickle, never worry! I believe in you! You can always work out the kinks afterwards, and anyway, Nano is about getting the blasted thing on paper no matter what, IT'S A FIGHT TO THE DEATH and therefore it can't be perfect, so don't despair just yet, okay? You're doing brilliant, just look at that word count! *cheers you on like whoa* And anyway, it's not like I believe you. You're always judging too harshly. ♥