Wednesday, Wednesday…. It seems to come around every week at this same exact time…
Oh, yeah, it’s supposed to do that. <:-|
#WIPpet Wednesday number two here, and close on its heels is another ROW80 check-in.
Chapters? We don’t need no Stinking Chapters
A strange thing happened when I started looking over my WIPs for this weeks WIPpet–I realized I haven’t written much of anything resembling a chapter in… Well, almost 20 years. When I write, I just….write (and then I type it in later).
Even with Release (my sole nod toward chapter breaks over scene breaks), I didn’t start writing chapters. Those divisions came later… in the fourth or fifth draft.
So I felt a little off trying to find something for today. I mean, last week’s post was easy; every book has a beginning. But what do you do when you don’t break up your story into definable parts?
I don’t know what you do (tell me in the comments?), but I fudged it. Since today’s date is May 8, 2013, I went into my present WIP Swan Song (yes, I know, that fanfic last week was fun, but it’s just the sandbox for Release and Swan Song) and picked out eight paragraphs from the fifth section from my Scrivener project for the beast.
“Are you telling me that you…” The Guard commander paused yet again, his expression completely bereft of the calm that Alanii had begun to associate with the man. After one more broken attempt to speak, the man let out a bark of laughter that caused the whole of the Spotted Hawk’s common room spin to see what had inspired such an outburst.
More than a bit nonplussed Alanii looked at the sea of curious faces, the mass of curiosity surrounding them an assault on his mind. He swallowed and then once more, as his mouth felt suddenly dry. Surely, he thought, nothing he’d done or said should have garnered this sort of reaction.
“Sir?” Alanii asked. His voice cracked, producing barely a whisper despite his attempt to show some strength of will and authority in the face of the guardsman’s mirth. He tried again. Then when that “sir” had come out as a bare whisper, he picked up the ale the innkeeper had set before him—according to Val, he’d be wise to start drinking the common beverage in case he did end up getting his father’s approval for military training…supposedly wine didn’t travel quite as well as a good keg (although he doubted that). Then, as he tasted the thick, sweet, grainy drink his friend preferred, he understood what Val really had meant.
No wonder the man could go most of a day just on his drinks. Val, and most of the other guards, Alanii realized, drank their dinners. Either that, or someone had poured some very weak porridge into his mug.
The pause he took to run a cautious tongue along his teeth and remove anything that might have settled there had been enough for Lanilis Kailiis to regain his stoicism. The man gave a small shake of his head and then nodded to the glass Alanii had just put down. “What do you think the soldier’s bread?”
The man seemed more than content to simply ignore the fact that he’d drawn so much attention to himself only moments before.
Alanii didn’t know what he should say. The drink wasn’t unpleasant, but it wasn’t something he’d have chosen. Had he tried it a bit younger, he might have acquired a fondness for it close to that of his best friend was. It certainly seemed fortifying enough. “I can stand it,” he said trying to keep his tone neutral. The simple fact that Lanilis Kailiis had called it “soldier’s bread” meant the man had drunk more than his fair share of similar brews during his lifetime. It also implied that the man would likely insist he do the same.
Why did Val always have to be right? Alanii wondered.
There you go…a bit tamer than last week’s piece. I’d considered posting a bit of Release‘s Chapter 5, but I didn’t want you think that everything I wrote was all death and dismemberment. Maybe next week…. 😉
YAY! Writing, writing, and even more writing!
Is that a good enough update? I mean, it about covers it. I’ve spent hours of writing, editing, and contemplating my WIPs since Sunday. In Swan Song, ‘Listii and his sister are checking both sides of the road for signs of an ambush as they try to easy their way through some wild country, tired and wishing they could stop and rest, but not daring to. In another unnamed story (the one I was posting last year for my Tuesday Snippets), I have Alanii and Valmara trapped in a trysting cave as a tsunami tears through the region, and the millennium of feuding between them and their families may prove more dangerous than the storm.
I’ve edited too. It’s amazing what one notices after some time away from one’s writing–especially NaNoWriMo produced stories such as the piece I posted for today’s WIPpet! Yes, I nibbled down the over-writing a touch here. It’s still needs work, but I figured it was better to post this and write more. It’s supposed to be a Work In Progress after all!
It’s not all roses this week so far. I had to call the dentist about another inflamed tooth, and Monday morning I woke up unable to walk on my right foot. Has anyone else has this happen to them? It’s like I twisted it in my sleep. But the afternoon my arch and toes were swollen to about twice their normal size. Some ibuprofen and all… it’s better today, but it was weird.
It didn’t keep me from getting some exercise in. So in all, a pretty good start to the week. And I missed (and will miss) most of my sprints on Twitter this week. There are a lot of things to get done and most of them don’t involve me sitting at my computer.
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- How Should I Break Up Chapters in a Novel (writers.stackexchange.com)
- Write On! Chapter Breaks: You’ve got to be cruel to be kind (dailykos.com)
- Chapter Breaks: Where Should They Go? (blog.karenwoodward.org)