Echo of Power
Jan. 21st, 2006 12:49 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
bonny_kateMy story, the one that has been taking over my mind, is precisely 12,382 words. This makes it the longest story I have ever written, the second longest being a mere 8,000 words (the Blasted Novel does not count because I wrote it with someone else, and so it was never wholely my story). It kind of scares me, because unless it becomes a novel, I don't know what to do with it (although, really, this is not the author talking, because the author would say that the story doesn't have to be marketable to be worth writing). I have also started to carry on conversations with the story, which is inexplicably male, although the story itself centers around two heroines. I am too far gone to save now, should you be inclined to rescue me from my madness, gentle reader. Do not worry overmuch about my condition, either, and let it console you that I am quite happy.
At the moment, I am just to the point of writing a terribly important scene, upon which rests the entire story, in one way or another. It scares me, in the same way that talking to people I don't know scares me, because I am dreadfully afraid I'll mess it up. So the story sits there, looking at me with reproachful eyes, and I try to work up the nerve to write it.
At the moment, I am just to the point of writing a terribly important scene, upon which rests the entire story, in one way or another. It scares me, in the same way that talking to people I don't know scares me, because I am dreadfully afraid I'll mess it up. So the story sits there, looking at me with reproachful eyes, and I try to work up the nerve to write it.
