Tuesday,
November 10, 2009
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Another late night
Granted, it was due to me shooting myself in the foot and watching The
Big Bang Theory and the CSI crossover ep on CSI: Miami. That being said,
I did nail my word count and sandwich in a necessary scene which will
set up some action later in the story -- I'm not happy with how it plays,
but I'll tweak it in the edit.
The interesting thing about writing a mystery (remember, I'm new to all
of this) is that I have to start from the end, figure out whodunnit and
why, and then work backwards to salt clues throughout the story AND plant
reasonable red herrings and suspects so that the reader has enough to
work with, but won't be absolutely sure of the actual killer's identity
until Poe and Dodgson figure it out (ideally, anyway -- people like Lyndon
will probably be able to spot Old Chokey right off the bat). The scene
I did tonight reflects this -- I need the reader to think back to it
later in the story and wonder, "Okay, could X be the killer?" That being
said, I think I oversold it -- either I have to tone down the character,
or I may need to have him trade personality traits with another person.
In fact, come to think of it that might be the best solution -- it would
actually provide a chance for character growth.
In other news, I really need to stop reading Brent Spiner's tweets during
Nanowrimo because he was talking about Fred Astaire and Gene Kelly last
night, and I would up blowing forty-five minutes on YouTube looking up
some of their best scenes so that I could articulate why I prefer Kelly
to Astaire (in short, I want to watch Astaire -- I want to DANCE with
Kelly). Damn you, Intertubes and social network sites!