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Friday 2 Nano-vember
2001
Yesterday I stormed out 2501 words. It
really wasn't too hard and I didn't start until some time
after lunch. But I am already wondering what exactly it is
that is going on in my story. I have another 47499 words until
it's finished and already my characters are really and truly
astonishingly boring. I think the trouble is that I have started
writing about a pack of teenagers and (and no offence to teenagers
meant here at all, I was once one myself afterall) teenagers
do a lot of moping about in bad moods and that's not too fun
for anyone let alone me who has to live and breath these characters
for the next 30 days. If I accidently write "she glowered
at her mother/sister/television/chips/milkshake" one
more time then I might possibly scream or thrust my fist through
the monitor. They are all on summer holidays together in a
beach shack. Two families and their dogs. So apart from a
little bit of underlying sexual discovery/tension stuff it's
really just girls acting snotty and boys burping and scratching
their hairy bits. And this makes it sound far, far more entertaining
than it really is.
I think there is about to be a dramatic
leap forward in time to their mid 20s when suddenly they will
all become incredibly interesting in a kind of Peter Carey-esque
twisted magical realism kind of way (I know, I know, Magic
realism is so 1990s, but I am dying here!).
But today I have some real work I have
to do so the novel and all it's excitement will just have
to wait. Link
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