Forgive me for not getting this up yesterday. I was in the process of extirpating all of my insides via my throat and couldn’t find time to remove myself from the bathroom and make it into the computer room. And speaking of feeling as if you are going to die all day, we have another sticky from After Ancient! Conveniently from the part of the story where Lizzie tries to die (and yes, she does try to extirpate her insides as well, starting with her lungs – she has TB). And as you can see, even when I’m writing the stickies, which are the first first draft, I still decide to edit a bit on the way, finding better words to use and making sure to not confuse people with random “she”s that don’t point to any particular character. By the end of the scene Meara has finally come around to prayer, although she’s screaming it, and I won’t tell you if her prayers are answered or not. For that you’re going to have to read the new excerpt up on www.stickynotestories.com 🙂
This is a fun sticky with two different stories on it. The top half of the sticky is talking about Lane’s Girl, where I’ve been trying to decide where to start. I thought of writing the first scene where Rebecca dies as the prologue, and then jumping back to tell the story of her and Lane as young apprentices instead of the current version which is done half in flashbacks and may be confusing. I wrote this sticky about a year ago, and I still haven’t decided which I prefer. But in the meantime I’m writing all of the history so that if I do decide to put it all in I have it all written up.
The second half of the sticky is from After Ancient – another argument between Dr. Meara and impatient Lizzie, who didn’t listen to her doctor’s good advice from last week’s sticky.
Today we are really mixing it up. Today we get a sticky note from After Ancient – 07’s disaster of a Nano novel. I went into this one with only a short blurb about the world and a vague idea of a train wreck, a bad guy modeled after someone I worked with, a doctor, and a sick girl. At one point after the train wreck, Meara (the doctor), Lizzie (the sick girl), and Tim (the other train-wreck survivor) find an abandoned ski resort, and find a group of people living there who don’t speak their language. But as Lizzie finds out, everyone speaks the language of love, and her broken ribs and TB don’t seem to be that big of a problem in that language. Of course, Dr. Meara doesn’t think this is a good idea, and says so – loudly and numerous times.
Do I need to point out to you that Lizzie doesn’t often listen to her doctor’s good advice?
Another sticky from Pike’s Revenge, which is probably going to take up the majority of the stickies for a little while, since that is what I have most recently been working on and therefore the stickies are closer to hand then the others.
Bar, also known as Barracuda because I like naming my warriors after fish, has just arrived in Fie Eoin – the birthplace of his father, Pike – and made an enemy of Kindra. Not that Bar did anything to make an enemy, but Kindra and Pike had a notorious hatred for each other, since long before the first chapter of Fie Eoin. And you can imagine what being the nephew to one of the most powerful warriors in the tribe would be like if she didn’t like you one bit. Poor Bar.
Today’s sticky comes from Pike’s Revenge, the Nano story I wrote for 2007. I finished the 50k on November 29th, and have about 25k to go before the story is complete. Then I get to start editing, and believe me Pike’s Revenge needs some major editing. Of course, being Nano the scene was much wordier in its completed form than that sticky makes it seem. When I write the stickies I usually try to get just the basics, and flesh it out once I’m writing the scene.
To read the fleshed out (but still mostly unedited) version of this scene, please visit Pike’s Revenge and read “Are you going to kill me?”
“They may be valid, but they are still excuses.”
So, the above quote is not on a sticky, and I’m not going to cheat by writing it on a sticky just to put it on the blog. But this sentiment is exactly what I’m feeling right now. I got busy – Nano happened, the Holidays are happening, and general laziness happened – and now I’ve gone over a month without updating. That makes me hang my head in shame!
Last weekend I sat at my computer and thought, “hey, I should put up a new sticky”. It was Sunday, which is New Sticky Day, and I have three of them in plain sight next to my keyboard, but then I hoped onto the Barnes and Nobel site and ended up buying two books that I already own as gifts for someone else. And then I bought some more gifts. And then I visited LiveJournal to see how my friends are doing. And then we played Settlers of Catan and it was all over from that point on – my mind was off of writing and stickies and updating and instead was concentrating on how many more sheep and grain I needed to build a settlement.
They were valid excuses, all of them (especially Catan – you would understand if you have ever played), but they are still excuses. So I’m starting my New Year on Sunday with this resolution: I will post a new sticky every Sunday. Or as close to Sunday as I can get it when I’m travelling.
And with that in mind, I’m going to scan in these three stickies while I’m sitting here, and have the next sticky up on Sunday.
Oh I have been a naughty Wrimo. Not only am I behind on my wordcount (but not much, I wrote a lot today) but I have been neglecting my SNS blog. Of course I have plenty of stickies to put up, but of course procrastination (and mostly work) got in the way. November is the month of procrastination. To make up for it I will try to post double stickies this week (oh, a Thanksgiving treat!).
This week’s sticky comes from Fie Eoin again, and includes two of the Faye. The Faye are winged folks, born after a volcanic eruption that caused a genetic mutation in that year’s crop of Gaerlom babies. Of course, genetics are unknown to the people of Gaerlom, so to them the Faye are changelings who are trying to replace their healthy children with little winged imposters. It makes the two groups not so friendly towards each other.
There are at least two types of Nano-ers. The first type is religiously on top of things: staying up until midnight to get those first few words, waking up early to write before work or school, using lunches, breaks, dinner and dessert to up their word count.
Then there is the second type. They go to bed at the normal time, set the alarm clock early in an effort to get up and type before work but then hit snooze until they are late, write a measly 500 words at lunch, then go out to dinner with the rest of the Wrimos to drink and finish the night with a shopping spree at Victoria’s Secret (in my defense, the cats ate my pajama shirts last week – all of them) and another 500 words of absolute word-puke. And then of course I let out the inner editor to mildly fix the word-puke into something postable.
If you want to read the mildly-edited wordpuke, you can visit Pike’s Revenge and ask me for the secret password.
After day one I am behind 199 words. Not bad. Especially since I plan on writing 15k this weekend – most of it on Saturday.
And yet another sticky that emphasizes my lack of memory skills and need for things such as stickies. When I first began Fie Eoin, I didn’t have much of an idea about coastal communities – especially those on marine coasts as opposed to freshwater coasts. Now that I’ve been in Charleston for a few years, and lived on a tidal marsh, I understand better exactally what needed to go into the construction and placement of Gaerlom, the city on the coast of Timin’s Ocean. I ended up going with a combonation of both ideas, placing the village farther inland and making them concious of the tides in their area. Now Kaye can refresh herself with clean, clear drinking water after trying to swallow a mouthful of saltwater.
So, as you can see the stickies aren’t always full of writing. This one has been on the front cover of my small writing notebook for months now – ever since I went to get a massage and the woman put the peppermint oil on my neck without enough carrier oil to dilute it. Thing burned like hell, distracted me from my relaxation, and left a nice mark in the very center of the front of my neck for my entire anniversary/honeymoon trip to Oregon. Since the first chapter of Fie Eoin has Kaye putting peppermint on Kindra’s wound to help it heal (but leave a scar) I realized that it would burn Kindra too. And while she’s a warrior and probably could live through the pain and her mark would be no worse for wear I don’t really see priestess-in-training Kaye making that mistake.
That happened back in May, by the way, and I still haven’t changed that part of the chapter (nor chapter two which mentions peppermint again as a healing agent). Peppermint is good for healing, but you really have to dilute it in another oil first. It’s great for muscle relaxation (although now I prefer clary sage for that purpose) and is great in tea to help ease nausea in your stomach. But if you are hung-over, puke first, then take the peppermint tea. Trust me on this one.
Oh yes, and Gomez is the name of a group that sings a song I like. Since the sticky was on the front cover of the folder I wrote it on that so I wouldn’t have to flip through to find an empty page. The song reminds me of Gar.