So the writing is going…well, it’s going. I had 613 on Sunday, 504 on Monday, and 649 last night. And most of it got or is getting deleted. Hate when that happens.
I’m fighting with a scene and have tried 2 different versions now, and neither worked. Which means I’m trying to do something wrong. And I did manage to sort out as I was falling asleep last night, that the fundamental problem with the scene I’m trying to write is that there is no conflict.
But I’m no closer to a solution now than I was when I went to sleep. Knowing I need a conflict that advances the plot is only useful when I figure out WHAT THAT CONFLICT IS.
So the plan over lunch is to sit down and play a game of What’s The Worst That Could Happen? to generate some ideas. When in doubt, make something awful happen. Then figure out how to get your characters out of it.
God I hate the Dreaded Valley of the Shadow of the Middle. Even having it plotted out, it feels boggy and unclear in my head. And honestly, for DOTH, it’s only generally plotted out. It’s not like Red where everything was crystal clear almost from day 1. Honestly, I think Red spoiled me. I can’t expect every book to come that clear. Particularly a book that challenges me as this one does.
I haven’t let myself get started on the latest Super Seekrit Project (even though it is one of those super clear from the word go kind of books). Until I’m back in the groove on DOTH, I’m not risking being derailed.
In other news, I did 3 miles this morning with an average pace UNDER 13 minutes per mile (which includes my warm up and cooldown, so probably I was hitting under 12 minutes per mile during the actual running portion of things). I’m really looking forward to getting the whole thing under 12 minutes per mile. Then Sparkpeople will count it as actual running, not walking. I’ve a ways to go yet on that, but the new cooler temperatures will help a LOT with that. 60 degrees is SO much better to run in than 80. I’m looking forward to 45. That’s my perfect running temp. Even when I sweat, I don’t feel hot when I run in the 40s.
I started weight lifting again this week. The short super sets I was doing just wasn’t enough, and I wasn’t being consistent enough with them. So I’m back to the full on 3 days of proper weight lifting, which I haven’t done since February or March. Of course all my weights had to be dropped to the next one down. You can’t maintain lift strength over 6 months later without actually LIFTING. So today I’ve got that deliciously sore and used muscle feeling that says “I did something!” Remind me I described it that way tomorrow when I’m moving like an arthritic octogenarian.