I’ve been rereading starts to stories I’ve done in the past. After I got the poetry book back in shape, I ended up working on one of those stories and it is now a short novella. It will go in the edit pile.
It was such a good night for me. I listened to music. I wrote. I edited. I got through several chapters of the Defenders second book. I have two more to finish the first round of edits. It will have to sit for a bit and I made a couple of notes of larger changes I may want to make. I have to think about them and let them mull. My biggest question is if I add these proposed scenes how will it add to the story?
I also have another story idea grumbling at me. It thinks it wants to be a grown up full fledged story but there are too many questions in my head for it to be a story yet. I’m making it work its way into a story. I have two characters and several scenes but no overall plot. Also it would involve world building as it is a science fiction story. It takes a lot of effort to do that, if the idea wants to become a story, I need more of the world to become clear to me before I settle into writing the characters and scenes, no matter how much they entertain me.
Sleep was nearly non-existent last night. As I edited I discovered two things. If I write a scene that makes me cry, when I edit it I will probably cry too. This makes it difficult to edit. They were good scenes though and I’ll have to figure out a way to get over the emotion of the scene to get to the nitty gritty of it. The other thing I learned is that once my eyes start giving out, editing become difficult. Unfortunately, this doesn’t guarantee sleep.
I put the editing up about 1:30 and fell asleep fairly quickly. Ken came home about 2:45 from the game. At 3:30 my eyes popped open. I tried dozing for a couple of hours but no success. Ken is still asleep and I’ll work on production of the poetry book. Hopefully I’m more successful in getting it done today than I have been for the last two weeks.