If you knew Memphis the way that I do, she would look different to you

[desperance]

There. Dunnity-dun-dun. One novel, passed in review: read and scribbled over and ready for rewriting. On Monday. No work now till Monday, no indeed.

And, y'know? It ain't half as bad as I was thinking. At least, it seems to make sense to me. Oh, it will bore some people and infuriate others - especially with where and how the end comes, with all that that implies - but it does more or less what I was hoping, without any of the mighty contradictions that I feared.

The text is somewhat overwrought, but that's commonplace; half my rewriting lies in calming things down, abbreviating involutions, drawing the high-flown down to earth.

And, half today was sparkled with bright ideas for vol three. Not plot, no no: but moments, notions, realisations. Perhaps I should write them down...?

Comments

[karenmiller.livejournal.com]

And verily I say again Wooooot!!!!

[gauroth.livejournal.com]

Huzzah! I hope you have a handy bottle of wine to celebrate with.

What am I saying? Of course you have a handy bottle of wine! (I hope it's better than this cheap Rioja I'm drinking, which tastes of soap.)

[julesjones]

Write 'em down, or they'll escape, and we *don't* want that.

[devonellington.wordpress.com (from livejournal.com)]

Scribbled notes in the heat of the moment are a beautiful thing, so you can find your way back to that point of inspiration and flow from there.

Good work!