I hope you all had a fabulous holiday! I'm drifting through my last few days off before I go back to work on Tuesday. To be honest, it'll be nice to slot back into a steady structure, as too many lazy mornings are bad for my health (or maybe it's all the leftover chocolate from Xmas. Who knows!).
There are two more TV events I forgot to blather about in my previous post: Downton Abbey
's Christmas special and the BBC adaption of Dickens's Great Expectations
. ( There are spoilers for Downton within. Also some videos and trailers of Great Expectations that Dickens fans might be interested in )
Moving on, I really want one of those spiffy little word counter thingies for the novel, but I'm afraid a counter will only enable me to obsess over numbers. It's bad enough having a word count at the bottom of Word documents (sometimes I switch them off because my eye strays there way too often, and I should be more focused on, y'know, actually writing new words, not how many old words I have).
Related, one of the things I'm enjoying the most is coming up with my own technology, especially the more creepy stuff. The worst part is that I can't talk about it, even though I want to. It's partly a jinxing thing, and partly the fear that I'll give away plot stuff that ought to be kept as a surprise. I've noticed a lot of authors are happy to talk openly about details of their stories, but I can't even bring myself to utter the title yet. I is wimpy.
Oh, and related to the above related, the other day I caught myself magpying. It was a horrible crash to Earth when I realised. I thought I'd come up with a terrific idea for a plot element, but it turned out I'd read something similar only a month or two before, so I had to take my plot back to the workbench. Such a shame, as the idea was fab, but props to the other author for making up something so cool that, for a moment, I unconsciously channelled it.
, by Therapy? This takes me right back to my rock-chick days, moshing my heart out and getting stomped on. Ah!