I finally hit the green today! Best feeling ever!
(I got sick of the plain background behind the status bar. Hence the addition of clouds.)
This margin of success was very recent in coming. For the first 22 days of November, it was pretty slow and plodding. At the end of Monday, I had successfully edited up to page 109 of 301.
Tuesday, the partner was off on a double shift -- I avoided all social/work engagements and made it a day of coffee and complete and utter isolation. At the end of the day: 182 of 307 pages.
Today, while I didn't quite achieve yesterday's success, I am ending the day with a respectable 210/312.
(The rising page count is a result of the few tiny sections throughout that hadn't been written. It's all getting written now! ALL OF IT.)
As I was locked away with the novel today a lot of things came into my head that I decided to write down. You did not ask to read these things. Here they are anyway.
-The biggest challenge with what I'm writing right this second: How do I convey the dialogue of a woman that's constantly shouting without turning my story into a Kevin Wong novel?
-And, all right, seriously. I know a lot of editors who are against the exclamation mark, but how am I going to write a heated mother-son yelling argument without it?!
-Never mind the argument excuse. Let's be honest. This whole story is fucking peppered with exclamation marks.
-So, one of the story's key characters is named London. He's missing an eye. I just edited the chapter about it.
Eye of London.
I'm a fucking idiot.
-Re: Me being a fucking idiot:
This one time, I wanted to name this crowded residential street in the poverty-stricken part of my main character's home city. I knew it had to be called "(Something) Row." I wracked my brain for a while until it spit out "Cannery." "Cannery Row." Sounds good.
It took me 3 weeks to figure out what was wrong with that.
-These people live in a world whose technological advancements probably make it equivalent to the early 1800s, by our reckoning.That said, is it super inappropriate (language-wise) if one of my characters tells another to "keep it in your pants"?
-Pretty much my main character's favourite thing to do ever is to go "PFFFFFF!!" at things that other people say. How do you describe this in words?!? I generally describe it as a snort, but it doesn't feel quite right...
-"I said enough with the tomfoolery, Darvish."
This is an old sentence made me laugh aloud when I read it. In part, because tomfoolery is a hilarious word, but especially in conjunction with the name Darvish.
It's a name that my partner once spat out when I absently asked him this girly, hypothetical question: what baby names does he think are nice?
His general response to this girly question: make up horrible names, ostensibly to discourage me from constantly thinking about babies. (For example, he keeps insisting that his first son will be named "Skrud.")
On one occasion, we had this conversation-
N: All right, fine. What else, other than Skrud?
N: ...What else?
N: ...What about for a girl?
When I had to name an unimportant background character for this story a while back, the first thing that came to mind was Darvish and I inserted it there.
Maybe I shouldn't be surprised that Darvish has since developed into a crucially important and slightly sinister presence in the side characters of this book. Still, every time his name comes up I giggle. Sigh. Maybe I should change it after all.
-Part 3 chapter 6 is a total re-hash of some backstory stuff that I wrote, supposedly occurring way before the main storyline. And I totally love it. Reading it makes me smile and nod. This -- nestled amongst the many moments of total shit -- is what writing this stuff is all about! AM I RIGHT!
102 pages left to edit.
(+ what's to be written, though it will hopefully be pretty balanced by what's to be cut)
Then I do one final, master edit -- which will feature me reading the whole stupid goddamned thing to myself aloud.
SO OKAY HOW ABOUT YOU??? Update me, you lovely people!