I feel good . . . duh na na na na

Published April 29, 2014 by electricbluegaloo

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“Great things are not accomplished by those who yield to trends and fads and popular opinion” – Jack Kerouac.

— Book Quotes (@BookQuotesHere) April 29, 2014

 

I have done the #1k1hr thing and agree with the quote which generally says a writer is miserable writing, not writing and the only agreeable state is “just having written”.  I kept my head down and got it done.  I am taking a quick break now to answer the call of nature, drink coffee and think about how to overcome a big narrative issue while I hang out the washing.

The issue is that the story is being told by the main character to her classmates and teacher who have been mocking her for turning up late to class looking dishevelled.  She has had an adventure in another realm on the way to school and having fallen off a giant bee her dress is torn and she has bruising to the face.  If you have read CS Lewis you will know that time works differently when you pass through doors to other worlds. Therefore it is not a problem that she is only a couple of minutes late having had several months adventures elsewhere.  The problem is . . . why is her face and uniform a mess?  The fall happened about 24 hours into the visit, so I could either erase the reference to it thinking it should be healed but I kind of like it’s reveal and the effect it has on the disbelieving classmates.

If she was to return and begin telling her classmates the story at the END of the story ie tell the whole adventure in one go she should either be wearing her school uniform neat and as it was when she left the house before entering a swirling vortex, or whatever clothes she was wearing when she passed back through the doorway to our world.  And her face should either be as it was BV (Before Vortex) or possibly with a pink scar but no bruising, having healed over a 6-8 weeks.  I am breaking from Narnia Tradition by there being any physical evidence of any adventures had in other worlds.

I think the best option is one I was not expecting which is that she passes back and forth a couple of times, possibly just the twice.  This would however mean that I would have to now write what happened when she got home, having been slightly altered by the experiences in other world, but before the final transformative journey.  The only thing about this is that it would give me an opportunity to explore the “real world” relationship between the girl and her mother which I had hoped to make more subtle.

Anyhoo, lets see what comes of it.  I am determined to wrestle this beast into a first draft but it keeps turning into a bogart. You let it out of the mind closet and you never know what you’ll find. Riddikulus!

Riddikulus!

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