Hmm. As before, the last time I tried to keep a blog while writing I find that as I get more and more absorbed into the story, I find less and less to entertain my one reader with. Reading about plot technicalities when you don’t know the plot, the characters or anything really must be exceptionally dull. Maybe I should introduce the characters in the side bar? Hmm.
At present I’m torn. Originally this story was about me and my Dad. Then it became about me and relationships, generally. Then it became less about me (although most of Tom’s dialogue is instantly recognisable to anyone who knows me) and more about vague things that have happened to me.
And now it’s about something completely different. Which is good. And bad. It’s difficult to decide what to keep from the previous versions, particularly character-wise. It’s becoming vaguely thriller-ish (or at least mystery-ish) but I’m not sure where that sits with it primarily being about irony and why things happen (and about a universe, otherwise I don’t get to write the four other books in this series). And the more of a mystery it becomes, the more I feel I need to get my facts straight (about will readings, financial stuff etc), whereas before I had no problem at all simply making stuff up. La la.
Blah. Even more dull than when I’m whining about not being a teenager any more.
