Mad Grandma Writing
Nov. 13th, 2006 02:51 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
lizwilliamsMy grandmother knitted things and was very good at it, until she developed Alzheimers, when suddenly she began producing shapeless, lumpy things - I call them 'things', because we had no idea what they were supposed to be. Socks? Scarves? No one could tell.
In the course of my revision of VANISH, I have just reached the 300pp mark and suddenly the mss looks not like a seamlessly woven tapestry, its threads glowing in perfect position, but a thing knitted by a mad grandma, as a vast chasm opens up in the plot and the linear nature of the narrative goes horribly awry.
This usually happens to me, at around this stage. I know how to fix it: it just means unpicking a lot of stuff and unravelling the wool. Bugger, eh?
In the course of my revision of VANISH, I have just reached the 300pp mark and suddenly the mss looks not like a seamlessly woven tapestry, its threads glowing in perfect position, but a thing knitted by a mad grandma, as a vast chasm opens up in the plot and the linear nature of the narrative goes horribly awry.
This usually happens to me, at around this stage. I know how to fix it: it just means unpicking a lot of stuff and unravelling the wool. Bugger, eh?
