Tuesday, September 07, 2004

Tuesday, September 7, 2004
Waning Moon
Chiron Retrograde
Neptune Retrograde
Uranus Retrograde
Sunny and humid

I had way too much fun in Old Greenwich yesterday and came home far later than I’d planned. But it was worth it, and a nice way to spend a holiday Monday.

I came home and wrote five pages (longhand) of The Oath of the Amber Tiger. That’s what Ilora, et al’s story is called. “Tora” has become “Taurin” because “Tora” and “Ilora” are too close, and it wouldn’t make a point in the story, merely cause confusion. The piece is unfolding itself strongly, at a rate where I seem to be able to keep up, even in longhand. I wrote five more pages today on the train and on my break.

I’m fact checking some information on Cutthroat Charlotte and then issue 4 & 5 will be ready. I think I want to tweak something about Silvanius Cowper’s attainment of Charlotte’s father’s business.

I need to take another pass at the three episodes of Angel Hunt and get them off tomorrow, too.

Although I had a good time (and worked hard) at day work – an understudy is on for an actor’s vacation, and I also had to prep the second understudy and the stand-by’s clothes, plus finish the turnover for the actress who left – I’m glad to be back here. I don’t have to go anywhere or do anything I don’t want to for the next two days. I don’t have to deal with any real people. I can immerse myself in my various fictional worlds and get some real work done.

I should try to get some of it started tonight, but I’ve started another Margaret Frazer book (The Clerk’s Tale), and I am well aware I won’t be able to put it down until it’s done. This will be the sixth book of hers I’ve read; seven more to go. No doubt I will buy them all during the course of the week and then devour them.

I have too much at stake right now to risk being around anyone negative. I need to be able to figuratively peel back the skin and just write without worrying about functioning in the Real World for a few days. It’s what’s commonly known among those near and dear to me as one of my “Writing Fits”. The good part is that they’re often quite productive, and the work developed during them is useful, not work that needs to be tossed at the end of it. In other words, the Muse is actually urging me on; it’s not just me having lots of frantic energy and having to jettison most of it. During a Writing Fit, good work actually flows. But downside of Writing Fits is I can’t plot them or plan them, and if they hit during a time where I’ve got other commitments in the world, it creates a lot of tension. I can’t focus on anything except the writing, but I’m forced away from the writing to deal with commitments.

This particular Fit, however, seems to have scheduled itself during a time I can actually give in to it. With a good night’s sleep and eating properly over the next few days, I should be able to get the most out of it.

Coming soon: Cutthroat Charlotte, an action/adventure pirate saga on the high seas!


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