This is how plans go awry
Nov. 22nd, 2002 10:16 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
oakenguyIt was going to be a single paragraph, I swear. The bad guys killing time until sunset.
Typist: So where would they go?
Navigator: They would go to a bar.
typetypetype...
Navigator: Hmm...you know, drinks have gotten a lot stronger in the past thousand years. Immortals might be lightweights, alcohol-wise.
Typist: That's not what we had planned.
Navigator: Trust me.
typetype...
Navigator: Ooo, Louhi and Koschei are so competitive--there's no way either one'd let the other drink more than they do.
Typist: You DO realize this would make them both completely plastered, right?
Navigator (rubbing hands together): Ooo yes....
typetypetypietypetype...
Typist: Okay, they're on the run down Newbury Street.
Navigator: Would they have remembered to bring along the golem, drunk as skunks as they are?
Typist: Ohno! They NEED the golem! They have no way to track the main character without her!!
Navigator: Heeheeheeheeheehee
Typist: Okay, four plastered lost Immortals raising havoc in downtown Boston, one golem wandering loose and confused in Southie. What now?
Navigator: I've been thinking about the main character and her "mentor".
Typist: Whoa whoa whoa...what's up with those quotation marks?
Navigator: Oh, c'mon, isn't that 'kindly old wise man' schtick a little overdone? Trickster gods! Disguises! The whole thing's a big trap! It'll be great!
Typist: But...but...(waving plot outline futilely)
14,870 words to go.
Typist: So where would they go?
Navigator: They would go to a bar.
typetypetype...
Navigator: Hmm...you know, drinks have gotten a lot stronger in the past thousand years. Immortals might be lightweights, alcohol-wise.
Typist: That's not what we had planned.
Navigator: Trust me.
typetype...
Navigator: Ooo, Louhi and Koschei are so competitive--there's no way either one'd let the other drink more than they do.
Typist: You DO realize this would make them both completely plastered, right?
Navigator (rubbing hands together): Ooo yes....
typetypetypietypetype...
Typist: Okay, they're on the run down Newbury Street.
Navigator: Would they have remembered to bring along the golem, drunk as skunks as they are?
Typist: Ohno! They NEED the golem! They have no way to track the main character without her!!
Navigator: Heeheeheeheeheehee
Typist: Okay, four plastered lost Immortals raising havoc in downtown Boston, one golem wandering loose and confused in Southie. What now?
Navigator: I've been thinking about the main character and her "mentor".
Typist: Whoa whoa whoa...what's up with those quotation marks?
Navigator: Oh, c'mon, isn't that 'kindly old wise man' schtick a little overdone? Trickster gods! Disguises! The whole thing's a big trap! It'll be great!
Typist: But...but...(waving plot outline futilely)
14,870 words to go.
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Date: 2002-11-22 09:25 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2002-11-22 10:52 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2002-11-22 11:01 am (UTC)Re:
Date: 2002-11-22 11:07 am (UTC)Um.
No.
I plan to take the month of December off (that is, do other projects) to get a sense of perspective, open the mess up on January 1 and start the second draft....by February, hopefully, it'll have magically transformed from incoherent crud (coughEd Greenwoodcough) to something very bad but at least coherent.
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Date: 2002-11-25 09:58 am (UTC)I love your little updates on it, by the way.
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