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[mrissa]

My brain has helpfully provided me with insights into plot, character, setting, and theme for three other novels this morning, in an attempt to not work on Sampo.

Golly. Thanks, brain.

I jot them down in short form, close the file again, and go back to Sampo.

Still, I've written six new pages of Sampo so far. I am mighty; I prevail.

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[rysmiel.livejournal.com]

I had a wonderful bitchy rant from my On the Wire POV character turn up last night, about "women's magazines the size of small telephone directories with fifty pages of fashion ads before the contents, which then cunningly leave out the biggest things mentioned on the cover so you can't actually find whatever it was that caught your eye in the first place." Only trouble is, I'm not sure anyone she's likely to hang out with is liable to have that kind of a magazine lying around.

I think she's the one with two goldfish called Yossarian and McMurphy, though.

[mrissa.livejournal.com]

Sometimes stuff like that happens early on so you can see who else needs to be around there to make the rant possible.

Other times not.

But the godpox, for example -- like cowpox! -- that was definitely a directional sort of rant.

[callunav.livejournal.com]

GODPOX.

I don't want any context. I'm happier this way.

[mrissa.livejournal.com]

The way where you avoid catching godpox? True, you're much happier this way.