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| Well, I guess it’s time for an update. A few important things have happened. First – and most importantly – I’ve just finished writing the scene between Silver and Carrie. It’s either gone really well or really not. You see, it’s not very long and it’s kind of the fulcrum the story balances on. Now, I remember my Joyce and know full well that less can be more, but it can also be less. In fact, most of the time less is, in fact, less. (Which reminds me: I still need to write my review of ‘9Tail Fox’. But later . . .) The other thing that’s worrying me is that most of the scenes I’ve been writing recently are very short. I’m worried it’s becoming kind of staccato. That would suck. I guess I’ll have to wait for the dub. Most important thing right now is to keep the momentum going and keep rolling forwards, and worry about the direction later. It does mean, though, that I now just have to have Carrie wake up, drag Red down the hospital, do the upside-down thinking scene, do her ritual, and find a way to finish it all. Maybe by this time next week . . . Secondly, I had my first guitar lesson today. I paid £16 for it, and I talked a lot (as is my want), and Chris Hull (my teacher) sent me away to practice my rhythm. The cool thing is I mentioned Dylan and he got me to practice ‘Blowin’ in the Wind’. Death is so stoked. She’s been hanging around for days waiting for the lesson, and I think that was the icing on the cake. It’s a real help, you know. The lesson. Given me some focus and direction. I feel better already. In other news, work sucks. There’s no where I can relax, because we have no staff room and no room in the kitchen/stock room. There’s nowhere private for the staff. I’m sure that violates some laws. I’m going to bring my guitar in to practice. Marie’ll have kittens if I start in the restaurant. I’ll probably do it anyway, though. I don’t see why I shouldn’t. Still it’s better than going back next door. JP’s leaving. Lyndsey’s leaving. Danny’s leaving. Looks like ‘Butterflies’ is going to be set summer 2006, a time and atmosphere now lost. Destroyed, rather. I think that’s all for now. I’m going to bed. Looking forwards to the weekend: I have both days off. After working solidly for the past two weeks, I need the rest. I mean, I had Wednesday off, but we had Tez and Anna ‘round Tuesday night so that wasn’t exactly relaxing. Fun and relaxing for me are two very different things. I need these two days, the way I need my coffee . . . |
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