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Oct. 23rd, 2011 10:31 pmHead hitting desk. Wall. Keyboard.
Grumbling while man-child Dev snickers at the conversation I'm having with myself. Searching ancient languages for a word that can replace a perfectly good English word that is, evidently, putting readers off. Giving up because using search-and-replace at some future point will be far more productive than wheel-spinning right now. Deciding to completely skip looking at the novel's opening, reserving the right to determine its fate at a later date. Gnashing teeth when subsequent chapters also refuse to cooperate.
Resisting the urge to paint my kitchen instead.
Then New Guy taps me on the shoulder and lets me know he has an idea, if I'm interested. The idea ain't perfect, but it's better than what I was working with.
Chapter 1 done.
Really missing the ability to walk out the back door, tromp upstairs, and talk it over with a bunch of writers.
Grumbling while man-child Dev snickers at the conversation I'm having with myself. Searching ancient languages for a word that can replace a perfectly good English word that is, evidently, putting readers off. Giving up because using search-and-replace at some future point will be far more productive than wheel-spinning right now. Deciding to completely skip looking at the novel's opening, reserving the right to determine its fate at a later date. Gnashing teeth when subsequent chapters also refuse to cooperate.
Resisting the urge to paint my kitchen instead.
Then New Guy taps me on the shoulder and lets me know he has an idea, if I'm interested. The idea ain't perfect, but it's better than what I was working with.
Chapter 1 done.
Really missing the ability to walk out the back door, tromp upstairs, and talk it over with a bunch of writers.
