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11.03.2008

Gimme a Break- Break me off a Piece....

"I close my eyes. Only for a moment- and the moment's gone."

I need a break from writing. This last chapter has taken quite a toll on me. After being asked by Cynthia if she was going to be written into the book, I decided that I could introduce myself, Jason, and her into the book-very quickly- as customers at the bar the main character works at. This was sort of a bad idea because, even though I changed our names, I wanted us to sound like we do in real life. This was quite taxing and I had to put thought into the dialog, which stammered my pace considerably and tired me out.

I also made the mistake of letter Cynthia read the first three chapters- which is bad. The first three chapters of anything is nothing. Out of context it probably seems like the biggest piece of shit, but it's going to come around, I promise. I'm not working with an outline, but I've got a great idea in my head that just needs to get out. And if anyone reads the finished product, I promise that you'll find the satire, sarcasm, and emotions as real as it gets. The first chapters just build the main character to the reader.

"So, what's it about?"

You've gotta be asking yourself. Basically, it's all of the messed up junk I've done in my life, wrapped around a love story that may or may not work out. The main character is every man, and the girlfriend is every girlfriend. If I finish this and you ever get a copy, you are going to read it and notice a part that sounds familiar, but exaggerated, to something we've done together. That's because it's the best way I can think of to shape my main character into a cynical, know-it-all asshole.

So stay tuned and be patient. God willing the first draft will be done in 27 days. By then I'll have vowed to never to this again and probably chop my fingers off to make sure of it.

"Don't hang on. Nothing lasts forever but the Earth and sky.
It slips away. And all your money won't another minute buy.
All we are is dust in the wind."

2 comments:

Heather said...

You'll miss your fingers when they're gone. I'd (or It'd) keep them around a bit longer. Just in case...

Cynthia said...

That had nothing to do about Kit-Kat bars... way to let me down!