Six false starts and as many days later and I’ve finally moved into chapter 2. Apparently it takes techno, sharp cheese (Razors of flavor…sounds like a bad punk band), and giant glorious bing cherries. As William Carlos Williams put it,
they were delicious
and so cold”
So today I have 3.5 pages of decent progression. I’ve decided to tell foreshadowing to take a hike, it’ll work itself in or it won’t, but the plot bus is leaving. Foreshadowing is something I can write in later if needs be. I’m still annoyed with myself for getting stuck in the first place. And for it taking a mental pumping session akin to psyching myself up for athletic performance to get me working again. Not that I believe brilliant gems should fall onto my screen without any effort, but it is always frustrating when you can see the story in the periphery of the mind but not quite make the leap to reach it.
Onward! Tomorrow, I finish the chapter and perhaps start the next one.
I have failed short story Monday, however. I might write one this week, but frankly, I’m thrilled enough to be writing novel again that I might just go with the momentum of that. We’ll see.