I mentioned the other day that I don’t much think about the story when it’s not my writing time. While this “out of sight, out of mind” approach is great for the day job – which I definitely don’t want to bring home with me – it does mean I get to open my novel document of an evening and come across a question I don’t know the answer to, because I worked out how to kick off the confrontation, but not how it would go from discovery to escalation to all out shouting match.
Also, finding suitable music for this scene is not an easy job. Do I want calm or not? What sort of mood? I’ve got something on to cover the gap until I start writing, though, so maybe I’ll get a better idea while I work out what I am writing.
Thoughts and Plans:
Yesterday I finished my marathon effort with Laik walking in on Fiarra snooping, and asking what she’s doing. Now I need for Fiarra to answer that question. The difficulty is how. I think I’ll have Fiarra lie unconvincingly, and Laik call her out on it. At some point in this discussion I need them to argue about Fiarra’s status in the palace and whether Laik has done her a favour or not, so I’ll need some sort of transitional comment which doesn’t look too conspicuous.
An early consideration Fiarra will make is that, having been caught, she’s crossed the line too many times. She thinks she’s destined for the mine, and decides there’s no point in holding back now because how much worse can it get anyway? She’s also thinking about a way to escape. She needs to stall Laik until she has an opportunity to make a dash for it. And it’s during the stalling, things can’t get any worse so I might as well shoot my mouth off bit that Fiarra gets into the argument, disliking Laik’s responses, and forgets the escape plan to have it out. Yeah. That sounds about right.
Started about 21:30 ish.
Finishing 22:16, with 729 words. Good progress through the confrontation, things are starting to come out. But I’ve gone and written myself into a bit of a corner – that subplot with Laik being out all night has come back to bite me. It was useful for about a paragraph there, then it turned against me. So I’m going to have to work out where to go with that next tomorrow.