Sunday morning

Spring Forward! Like sartorias, I despise DST. It takes me weeks to adjust, and the greater amount of daylight doesn't pay off for months. I will, in fact, miss daylight at 530am. It served a spur to get me out of bed.

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Sunday morning

Spring Forward! Like sartorias, I despise DST. It takes me weeks to adjust, and the greater amount of daylight doesn't pay off for months. I will, in fact, miss daylight at 530am. It served a spur to get me out of bed.

( Weather stuff )

( Puppy stuff )

( J5 stuff )

LJ Popularity

Taken from james_nicoll

Not bad. Middlin' in popularity compared to my Friends list, which is pretty good considering.

Looks like the writing gang on LJ gets a boatload of traffic overall.

kaygo's LiveJournal popularity rating is 4.28/10. kaygo is more popular than 98.9% of all LiveJournal users. kaygo is more popular than 54.5% of their mutual friends. How popular are you? LJ Popularity created by thehumangame.

LJ Popularity

Taken from james_nicoll

Not bad. Middlin' in popularity compared to my Friends list, which is pretty good considering.

Looks like the writing gang on LJ gets a boatload of traffic overall.

kaygo's LiveJournal popularity rating is 4.28/10. kaygo is more popular than 98.9% of all LiveJournal users. kaygo is more popular than 54.5% of their mutual friends. How popular are you? LJ Popularity created by thehumangame.

Sunday afternoon

I once read an essay about Sunday afternoons. I don't recall it exactly, but the gist was that they're unpleasant times, grump times, reevaluate your life times. Because next day is Monday, and the week starts anew. Maybe this only applies to folks with day jobs. Oh well, that means it applies to me, so I reserve the right to be grumpy.

Early Saturday afternoons are the best times, imho, with Sunday afternoons the worst. From one extreme to the other in 24 hours. Unfair, unfair!

The first wave of showers passed through, muted by the lake chill as I had hoped. I pulled a few weeds while the pups had their run. Put out the garbage. In between, ate some pretty nice marinated beef tenderloin, drank a not-so-great Syrah. Reworked the first chapter of Jani 5, and in doing so made a decision with which I'm not 100% comfortable. Nevertheless, I made it, because I didn't feel I had a choice.

The problem with writing deep 3rd person povs, as I do, is that it's difficult to cheat when it comes to purpose or motivation. The pov can lie because they don't know themselves as well as they believe they do, but the reader can figure this out and work with it. The pov's dishonesty works within the bounds of the story and affects other characters, but the reader remains outside of it and knows what's going on. I'm not talking about the unreliable pov, who may lie outright about events and mislead the reader--even if that happens, the pov is not obscuring their actual thoughts and beliefs. They're not hiding what's going on in their head. They're not avoiding thinking about something that you or I would ponder at least once in a while if we were in the same situation.

As an example, if you're inside Bob's head, and he's in love with Gary, it's dishonest to not give the reader some clue until the Big Scene In Which Bob Admits All. Bob may not admit his feelings outright. He may not even realize what he's feeling. He may consciously ignore Gary, feel nervous around Gary, behave as though he hates Gary. But the reader is clued in--they know there's something between Bob and Gary, and they'll find out what it is if they keep reading.

If the pov character is planning to do something major, they can't hide it from the reader until the last second, when they do it. That's unfair to the reader. An internal deus ex machina. When obvious, it's a cheat. When it isn't, it still makes me uncomfortable.

So, Rilas plans to do something specific, and in Chapter 1, she thinks about what that thing is. And the reader reads it. So, instead of the gradual build of tension I *think* I accomplished in the first draft, I set it out there *plunk* *wham*.

Maybe that's a good thing.

Sunday afternoon

I once read an essay about Sunday afternoons. I don't recall it exactly, but the gist was that they're unpleasant times, grump times, reevaluate your life times. Because next day is Monday, and the week starts anew. Maybe this only applies to folks with day jobs. Oh well, that means it applies to me, so I reserve the right to be grumpy.

Early Saturday afternoons are the best times, imho, with Sunday afternoons the worst. From one extreme to the other in 24 hours. Unfair, unfair!

The first wave of showers passed through, muted by the lake chill as I had hoped. I pulled a few weeds while the pups had their run. Put out the garbage. In between, ate some pretty nice marinated beef tenderloin, drank a not-so-great Syrah. Reworked the first chapter of Jani 5, and in doing so made a decision with which I'm not 100% comfortable. Nevertheless, I made it, because I didn't feel I had a choice.

The problem with writing deep 3rd person povs, as I do, is that it's difficult to cheat when it comes to purpose or motivation. The pov can lie because they don't know themselves as well as they believe they do, but the reader can figure this out and work with it. The pov's dishonesty works within the bounds of the story and affects other characters, but the reader remains outside of it and knows what's going on. I'm not talking about the unreliable pov, who may lie outright about events and mislead the reader--even if that happens, the pov is not obscuring their actual thoughts and beliefs. They're not hiding what's going on in their head. They're not avoiding thinking about something that you or I would ponder at least once in a while if we were in the same situation.

As an example, if you're inside Bob's head, and he's in love with Gary, it's dishonest to not give the reader some clue until the Big Scene In Which Bob Admits All. Bob may not admit his feelings outright. He may not even realize what he's feeling. He may consciously ignore Gary, feel nervous around Gary, behave as though he hates Gary. But the reader is clued in--they know there's something between Bob and Gary, and they'll find out what it is if they keep reading.

If the pov character is planning to do something major, they can't hide it from the reader until the last second, when they do it. That's unfair to the reader. An internal deus ex machina. When obvious, it's a cheat. When it isn't, it still makes me uncomfortable.

So, Rilas plans to do something specific, and in Chapter 1, she thinks about what that thing is. And the reader reads it. So, instead of the gradual build of tension I *think* I accomplished in the first draft, I set it out there *plunk* *wham*.

Maybe that's a good thing.