Raven's View

Here's another quick flash fiction story, from Flash Fiction Friday. The prompt was to do a story taking place on Thanksgiving Day. As usual, I had to add a twist.

The limit was 1500 words, I'm well under at 643, but have to get back to NaNoWriMo. And preparing for a house guest.

I'm really struggling with NaNoWriMo this year. Maybe because my normal muse was not available to bounce ideas off. Maybe because the more I learn to write the harder it is to stop editing as I write. Maybe beacuse it's just not that good a story. 

I wrote this the other day, on the NaNo page:

My characters are bored. I walk into a scene, and they're all just sitting around, staring at the floor. I try to cheer them up. "Hey guys, guess what we're going to do today?"
"I don't know," Karl will say. "Debate some ethics issues to fill in time? Go for coffee and describe the whole trip in detail? Ride a unicorn?"
"Yeah," I say, "sorry about the unicorn. Not really a part of my sci-fi story but I thought it would liven things up."
"It did," he said. "Stepped on my toe, the bastard, and then when I yelled it panicked, shit on the couch, and dove straight out the window. Crushed those fairies you were hiding out there. Your next desperate plot point."
I slumped into an armchair and waved a hand at him. "Yes, you're right. I'm getting desperate. What do I do?"
"Stop writing," he said. "You know you did a crappy plan, and you know you are a plotter, not a panster."
"But the daily count?"
He slammed a fist onto the table. "Screw the count. You'll catch up. Look at us, we're all just so grey and bland looking. If I turn sideways you can see I'm as thin as cardboard. I have only a vague idea of where I came from, what my real issues are, not just the superficial ones. And I'm the protagonist. The rest are even worse off. Look at poor Davros over there-supposedly my arch enemy. Cute name but he's got maybe two lines in your Character Summary. He spends most of his time growling at me like a pirate then looking sort of embarrassed about it. Carla, Becky, Dan/Ben/Sam - whatever name you finally give him- they're barely here."
I sighed and pulled myself to my feet. "You're right. The premise is good. Government expands ID chip program to add medical records, location tracking, emotion control, even a kill switch. And a retired revolutionary has to decide if he'll take the risk of joining the battle again. But I know I need more than that. I need to re-examine you all, figure out what makes you tick. What delights you, what enrages you, what scares you. What are your goals, what stands in your way. Plot the issues in my structure, with turning points, with successes and failures and a disaster and a hell of a climax."
"You got it," he said. "Now get out there and do it. And, before you leave, write us in some beer and pizza. We'll have a little party while we're waiting."

It felt good to write something different - so much so that I added it to my writing count! But I did start looking again at my story and characters, and I think there still is hope. I'm back on track at least to finish by November 30th.

Here was this week's challenge from Flash Fiction Friday.

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Or - shit happens. I had a great time last week in Toronto with my sweetie, arriving back here Thursday night. At 4am the fire alarm in the hall went off, so I rushed out to silence the damn thing. Bad move - the rushing bit. I managed to put out my wonky back for several days. Good news was I had food and drugs and wine, and was mobile enough to get to all of those things. Bad news was I had to miss the whole Can-Con 2015 Sci-fi/Fantasy conference, as well as pitch sessions to two local presses.  And didn't get my books delivered for our groups joint table there.

However, having Saturday 'off' meant that when I was not flat out with a heating pad I was able to copy the outline for my NaNoWriMo novel from iPad app to Scrivener. Plus add more scenes for Sunday's start.

My status:

• Editing - My new spot for writing editing didn't last, as I needed the monitor as a second gaming console and the table to read the newspaper. At any rate, editing done for now. Good enough. 
• Writing
• I did two FFF challenges, one about my biggest fear, The Deeps, one incorporating a list of five words, The Retiree. The second one also became a scene from this year's NaNoWriMo novel. 
• NaNoWriMo - I stuck with the sci-fi story, set in a world where simple ID chips morphed into health records then tracking devices then mood/emotion controls. Main character Karl, retired revolutionary in 70's. Antag is Davros, evil security chief. I used Index Card on my iPad to work on this while away. Went quite well. Then transferred into Scrivener via Dropbox and away I went. On target so far, and then some.  
• Publishing/Marketing 
• As noted above, missed my chance to pitch my novel. Will email them, apologize again, and see what can be done. 
• Reading
• Nope - was away. 
• Social - Quiet visit with my red-head.  
• Health - eating better, but back worse. Doctor's appointment scheduled.