Eugie Foster (eugie) wrote,
Eugie Foster

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Blood-sucking bitey bugs

Went blackberry picking again yesterday, and the mosquitoes honed in on me as soon as I stepped foot outside. They know, somehow, that I'm particularly sensitive to their nips; if they prick me even for just a second before I smack 'em, I swell up into huge hives. They know this and out of sadistic glee, flock to me. I got half a dozen bites and was out for less time than fosteronfilm and they only nailed him once or twice. *grumble grumble itch*

Writing Stuff

I figured out what the new scene needed to be, as well as where it should go: at the beginning. Brilliant. *facepalm* I also figured out that the way to bring out the protagonist's motive is to have him address the audience, narratively. Rah. Several editing passes and now I'm sick of looking at it. Want to do a couple more before I put it down, but I'm already dwelling on my folktale notes. Must. Focus. One thing at a time, dammit.

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