I’m chipping away at my word deficit and making steady progress. I finished up the first episode today; I will start editing it sometime tomorrow. Now I’m ready to start in on the next one. I had to spend some time today rewriting my scene plans. What I had in place was largely useless.
I’m starting to see the weak points in my new and exciting system. It still gives me good material most of the time, but it seems when it fails, it fails on an epic scale. So I figured out what I wanted from this episode and wrote lines for that. They are not quite what I would call scenes, but they’re the kind of pointers that I can work with. I’m giving the rest of my planning the stink eye, wondering where else I have gone off track.
I had my afternoon disrupted by a debacle with my ISP (I’m naming no names … for now), involving a two hundred dollar phone bill (I only get dial-up where I live) and more bureaucratic cock-ups than you can shake a phallic object at. I mostly blame myself, insofar as I assumed (oh, you fool) that they would not manage this level of negligence. My mistake. Now I’m all out of sorts and paranoid about connecting to the internet.
Writing is going to be therapy tonight. I’m going to write nice, cheerful things. Barring that, I will murder someone with the Traveling Shovel of Death.