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Flesh in the Mirror
Mar. 1st, 2007 03:27 pmI started writing a story in November of 2005. The idea popped into my head around October and after jotting down notes I started writing it. And kept writing and writing and writing. By January, it had reached over 8500 words and no end was in sight. At which point I decided to give it a severe chopping.
And then February happened, and lets not go back there AGAIN. I looked at it briefly in Decemeber 2006 and decided I wasn't quite ready to face the emotional challenge of it (parts of it were quite personal). And then, last week I looked at it. On Tuesday I printed it off at work and started making notes and re-drafting it. Today I rewrote the entire thing and sent it off to a friend in Somerset.
What a journey. From 8500 words, to 5000, to 2400, back up to 3400. It's nothing like the story it originally set out to be - much more bloody and violent than I had intended, and much more messing about with mirrors and doors. I had not intended the mirror part, but it snuck in and took over.
Anyway, it's now 12.30am and I'm in no mood to sleep. My brain in still buzzing.
Somewhere today I lost my ID card for the swimming pool and gym. Being the only gaijin in a purple coat, I'm hoping identity isn't going to be too big an issue when I go swimming later on this morning. Much later on.
And then February happened, and lets not go back there AGAIN. I looked at it briefly in Decemeber 2006 and decided I wasn't quite ready to face the emotional challenge of it (parts of it were quite personal). And then, last week I looked at it. On Tuesday I printed it off at work and started making notes and re-drafting it. Today I rewrote the entire thing and sent it off to a friend in Somerset.
What a journey. From 8500 words, to 5000, to 2400, back up to 3400. It's nothing like the story it originally set out to be - much more bloody and violent than I had intended, and much more messing about with mirrors and doors. I had not intended the mirror part, but it snuck in and took over.
Anyway, it's now 12.30am and I'm in no mood to sleep. My brain in still buzzing.
Somewhere today I lost my ID card for the swimming pool and gym. Being the only gaijin in a purple coat, I'm hoping identity isn't going to be too big an issue when I go swimming later on this morning. Much later on.
