Ever start to work on a story and end up getting bogged down in minutia or obsessed with details that just don’t matter for what you’re writing about?
Every time we work on the Project Brimstone story for more than a few minutes, we get stuck in some detail of math and metaphysics and how many a– Um. Nope. Not a good metaphor to use, all things considered. Sorry. Anyway, we get stuck trying to describe the exact workings of the thing the title’s “project” is about, and enumerate the myriad possibilities, whether the characters will ever deal with most of them or not. And come up with an explanation for how those possibilities can exist in the first place, and why they don’t dissolve into a puddle of logic and traditional Newtonian physics… *sigh*
I don’t mean all of this literally. I’m just frustrated with the frequent derailments of any plan for this story. It’s a good story, and the setting is fascinating. I really like the main character. I really like a couple of the other major characters, too (no surprise — they’re mine), and the plot has the potential to tie the pieces of our uber-story-arc together neatly on the semi-normal-world level. (*shakes head* That sounds, to me, just the slightest bit like part of the dedication in someone else’s novel. Yeah. Loose threads. Information overload. Something trying to tell me somebody.) Especially since the clone said something a few days ago about having some sort of crossover between Brimstone and Providence when it comes time to wrap up those series. That’ll be fun, showing that characters who are fairly normal (it’s all relative, trust me) and ordinary can still do important things. (Wow, I think I just compared a deputy federal marshal to a hobbit. Ironic, really.)
The clone has been writing a lot these last few days. Three thousand words here, eighteen hundred there… Staying up until dawn has the side effect of rearranging one’s wake/sleep cycle, and the clone has been writing during the small hours of each morning since the Solstice. Mostly one of the (technically) secondary threads for The Madness Engine, with Drake as the viewpoint character. (You didn’t think he was going to show up in just the one book and then wander off again, did you? Silly humans…) Lots of interesting stuff happens — and by interesting, I mean the sorts of horrible things you’d expect in the aftermath of a global war involving really nasty bioweapons.
Cue the electric violin.
No, the other electric violin.
(Please excuse my tendency to make connections between totally unrelated bits of trivia. My mind, it is like a steel sieve.)
Right before he stumbled off to sleep this morning, the clone told me all about what he’d been writing overnight, and about his plans for upcoming scenes in the WIP. He tells me these things so I can remember for him; in a couple of weeks, he won’t even remember that we had the conversation, but I’ll be able to tell him what he told me about what the POV character learns during his travels (and why the character is ‘taking the long way’ to reach his destination). Anyway. Lots of weird adventure-y stuff. Important info for readers who want the backstory for “that novel.” And someone addressing the POV character by his real first name! (*eep!*) I have to admit, I was not expecting that.
Of course, I’m sure that he wasn’t/isn’t, either. The character, I mean. Although the writer probably wasn’t expecting it until it popped into his brain. Surprises like this are part of what makes writing fiction so much fun.