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Aug. 27th, 2016 @ 07:09 pm Ghost squad dreams
Yestermorn I woke from a dream in which Sgt. Grioff had been captured by goblins and 'I' was working a scheme (with others) to get him free. There was a boat and a marina involved.

This morning Professor Winton-Smythe was investigating a reported haunting on a moor. Madame Dobransky issued the warning that if he went to the area marked as F on the map (where the haunting was reportedly sited) that he would be severely injured and might die. If he investigated in another area of the moors (A or B, maybe D) he would find the solution to the mystery. Where was a single mother (widow) struggling to raise her children involved and one of those children was writing notes in the alphabet of ... one of the Otherfolk. Dwarves, perhaps? Not all the dwarves left when the Borders of Faerie closed.
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Aug. 24th, 2016 @ 08:11 am Writing Progress - Balach Dubh, draft 2
7442 words on the second draft

I had some trouble with the flower introduction scene. It was the first one I wrote and I made some deductions that proved to be very wrong. I'm still not entirely happy with it, but I suppose it will do. I did manage to introduce why the flowers were there and what the girls were doing with them. Also described what was to go on the next day - at the Beltane celebrations.
"We have twice as many flowers as last year; we'll be able to decorate not only the Dancing Green but also the Grotto, the Forest Altar and the Folly," Jeremiah told Sarah, naming the four major ritual worship spaces on campus.

Sarah was surprised. "The Folly?" she echoed. "Why? Last I heard, before we left, there was tonight's bonfire and tomorrow's maypole on the Dancing Green, the offerings of food on the Forest Altar and the sacred mysteries in the Grotto. What's happening in the Folly?"

Of the four, only the Folly, a marble gazebo that looked like a minature Greek temple located in the middle of a large hedge maze, was the only one that could be seen by Ægeria Hall, and then only by the upper windows. It was mostly used by classicists of Greek and Roman tradition; and never for any of the quarter or cross-quarter celebrations.

They were close enough to the wall of flowers that Malala heard the exchange. She turned, smiling, the only one of those present, in Sarah's opinion, who looked like she belonged. Surrounded by brilliantly coloured exotic blooms, graceful in a vibrant sari, jangles of bangles on arm and brilliant carmine caste mark in the centre of her forehead, indicating the third eye of her discipline, she was like an exquisite carving of an Indian dancing goddess come to life.

Only the clipboard she carried was out of place.

She spoke, answering Sarah's question. "That was Jeremiah's idea. There will be a lot of people here tomorrow for the picnic and games; not only University students and families, children from the local schools, their parents and teachers, but also townspeople. Jeremiah thought it would nice to give them a photo op. Decorate the Folly and have a professional photographer available for those who don't want to take their own."
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Aug. 21st, 2016 @ 11:02 pm Balach Dubh - draft 2
5707 words total

0100 with Alys Liddleton
0400 with Sally O'Shea
0700 with Alys Liddleton
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Aug. 20th, 2016 @ 10:58 pm Balach Dubh - draft 2
word count on the second draft - 3605

0100 with Alys Liddleton
0400 with Sally O'Shea
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Aug. 20th, 2016 @ 07:08 pm Writing process - Balach Dubh
I said I wouldn't do it, but I am. This morning I began ordering the scenes of the manuscript chronologically, trying to determine what information needs to be filled in, what scenes need to be amended, in order for the tale to progress to its logical conclusion. I edited the first two scenes - both involving Alys Liddleton in her role as coroner for the Special Response unit, I made a start at compiling a series reference, and I wrote the third scene - the only "new" output for today. One thing I learned; Sally O'Shea really does not care for Jace Walker.

see for yourselfCollapse )
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Aug. 19th, 2016 @ 09:48 pm Long ago when I was in school ...
... as a student that is, I would often get bored in class and start noodling in the margins. Now, while I'm writing, I will write notes to myself in the margins ... questions "Where is such and so?" or "need to change that in the earlier scene." That sort of thing.

Yesterday I became distracted when someone mentioned that Balach Dubh, the giant's child, is an incursion subject Type 614. I started wondering what other types there might be. This is what I came up with.

GIANT = 614
SIDHE = 519
VAMPIRE = 840 or maybe 734
GOBLIN = 608
BOGIE = 806
GHOST = 6O5 or a 748

Not that a ghost is exactly an incursion subject, I haven't exactly encountered one yet. And the vampire in question isn't a "I vant to drink your blud! Blah Blah Blah" type of vampire. I suspect that there actually are two different species - Baobhan sìdhe (Type 840) are more traditional violence and blood-drinkers. Lalaloxanna is more of a Leannan sìdhe (Type 734), aka "fairy sweetheart/ lover".

A visitor from the Nether realms would be a Type 934. I very very much doubt that the Special Response Unit would be called in to deal with a visitor from the Celestial realms, but such a one might be a Type 609.
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Aug. 19th, 2016 @ 12:56 pm 'The time has come,' the walrus said,
'To talk of many things,
Of sailing ships and sealing wax,
Of cabbages and kings,
Of why the sea is boiling hot
And whether pigs have wings.'

Or, in this instance, for me to eat my words.

I had said that I would not edit or revise the manuscript until it was done, but I find that I've come to the point where I know what the solution is but I've made some blunders flailing around trying to understand WHY different characters were doing different things ... trying to rationalize why they were doing one thing instead of another ... that I feel I need to go back and clean it up. Most egregariously, I had thought that once Alys finished up the postmortem Madame said she was elbows deep in that she would be free to do other things - because at the time Alys and her doings were a big blank to me. But now I find that I know what she's been doing all the while and ... I have to make some changes.

So, I've printed out what I have to date and will be looking it over. Wish me luck?
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Aug. 19th, 2016 @ 10:22 am Writing Progress - Balach Dubh
1508 words written today
59361 words total in the document

Still filling in information pertinent to the story's ending. I had said that I wouldn't try editing anything until I got to the end of the story but ... umm, I'm running into some problems of pacing and timing. Some people are places where there's not enough time for them to be and I need to resolve this to figure out ... well, who is where when.

The Black Hound of Claire College, Cooshy, has made his appearance. An odd thing, something I would NEVER have consciously considered. After Alys experiences the baying cry of a Gabriel Hound in close quarters (she is not the prey), her pov sequences sound like ... like an epic tale told by a bard. It's only when she shakes off the last effects of his howl that she sounds again like herself. Well, mostly.

And what are the effects of the hunting cry of a Gabriel Hound?Collapse )
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Aug. 17th, 2016 @ 04:49 pm Today I have no word count
Or maybe it would be more accurate to say that I have no word count yet.

I got up early enough. I wrote one scene that needs to be present for the solution to make sense, started on the next scene where the main story current is and then .. with that barely begun ...

I had to stop and get ready for an ear appointment. I also started reading the HP Cursed Child play, made the mistake of sharing what I found delightful about it with the man of my life who shares HP fanfic bits with me and ... I got slapped down.

He ... verbally ... slapped me down. After telling me hours of tidbits that never happened and about which I had/ have no interest.

So yeah, I'm sulking.

Too bad too. Only hurting myself. The first scene I wrote today isn't pornographic, I decided to set it in an open air café instead of after some sweaty sex. I had to come up with a couple of new names, decided on Lalaroxanna for the girl (no idea what last name she's using) and Gerart Ford (aka of the 5th Horde) for the other. Hard G like grrr-Art. As might be guessed by anyone who read the Alys Liddleton bit the other day, Gerart is a goblin. Lalaroxanna isn't.

And I only just this minute noticed how close Gerart Ford looks like Gerald Ford. There was absolutely intent to do so. I have always thoroughly approved of Gerald Ford, I think he made a fabulous president and deserving of a full term. I'm pretty sure that I voted for Jimmy Carter, but ... actually, I'm not so sure. I really did not like his mother. Or his brother. At all. Southern Baptists imho are usually even more obnoxious and noxious than Republicans, especially pre-Reagan.

For the record, I also admired Nixon, right up until he was caught out in his lies and criminal behaviour.
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Aug. 17th, 2016 @ 10:01 am Progress Report - Balach Dubh
2044 words added to the document from Tues. 17 August
57845 words total

Tuesday was the day I had an ear appointment at 10. I wrote up one scene, was working on another when I had to stop and get ready to go. By the time I returned it was around noon and ... well, I just couldn't bring myself to type anything in. I managed to get po'd at my partner and was sulking.

Wednesday, I finished the second scene, wrote another scene and typed the first of Tuesday's scenes in ... the one I'm reporting on here. But I was unable to make myself type the second scene at all. Something is wrong with it and I need to think it through again. Whatever the problem is will affect Wednesday's output as well.

This scene introduces two more races of Faerie. Lalaloxanna and Gerart of the Fifth Horde. Much of it is from Aeolus Zephyrin's pov - which is a very odd one imho. Everything he observes is in context to how it relates to him - with him being the centre of everything. Anything that does not concern him ... doesn't really exist.

A bit of doggerel and a little about LalaloxannaCollapse )
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