Monster

Well. I have ink again. And am editing.

I am also writing new material, filling those plotholes as well as working on the ending.

I wasn't going to set myself a word count goal for this month, given that I've got the EdMo on.

But at the start of the month I was just over the 100000 line. And now I've passed 125000.

This thing is growing beyond my control.

I have birthed a monster.

Bad Friday

Pulled myself together.

Started on another major rewrite, namely the rearranging of sequence of events and tightening of the timeline in chapters 3 and 4.

Got most of chapter 4 done - still a plothole in there - but otherwise I was satisfied.

Decided to print a copy, as the old pages are so covered in red it's impossible to just read them.

And found my #$*&@ printer has run out of ink.

On Good Friday.

Which means I won't see a fresh cartridge until Wednesday at the absolute earliest.

And this is NaNoEdMo.

I'm on a deadline here, folks.

MWAAAAH!

Strike!

Still editing. Or trying to.

I am reaching a point of saturation: it is becoming virtually impossible for me to view any section of 'Crash' with a reader's eye. My head is dancing with phrases, scenes I've considered, scenes I've written, lines/comments/facts/possible continuity errors, I muddle up what I've already corrected and what I haven't, and am generally unable to keep track of where I'm at. I have to keep reminding myself: No, you haven't written that part yet. Yes, you were going to write it, but you haven't. No, you scratched that scene/character/part of the plot. No, the reader cannot read your mind and know what it is you actually mean.

It's highly confusing.

So for a couple of days I've simply gone on editing strike.

Instead I'm very hard at work on nailing the remainder of the plotline.

So. As of today the MMC is being interviewed by the police because the Sleazy Politician's daughter was found dead in his home; the LLD, after coming to some sort of truce with the SMC, has disappeared mysteriously (though the Reader knows how); and the SMC is threatening a journalistic ex-boyfriend with exposing his secret love life to his wife if he doesn't help him dig up the dirt on the SP and thus get the MMC off the hook for the SP's daughter's death and hopefully get the Conspiracy to return the LLD...

Confused? Good. My evil plan is working...

Setbacks

Hmmm.

I tried to sit down with the first two chapters last night. Realised after reading a couple of pages that Chapters 1 and 3 will have to be radically rewritten around Chapter 2 if it's going to hang together.

D*mn.

Why haven't I noticed before?

The Progress of March

Still going strong.

Have edited for just under ten hours out of the fifty. It does actually take longer than I'd have thought.
And I am literally doing it with a real, no-fake Red Pen. I find it easier that way to get an overview. The downside of this method is, of course, the amount of paper and printer ink it uses up. Ah well. The trees will have to suffer (though I do print on both sides of the paper).

I'm also writing new stuff. Have introduced a not-quite-fearless reporter to assist SMC in uncovering the perfidy of the Sleazy Politician. I spy an ending in sight. Word count creeping up.

In short, I'm rather enjoying myself.