Wrote two hours at der Beanery. Walked down through a growing cold storm. Returned in the dark, with slippery treacherous footing. Ah, winter.
The two hours passed quickly. I'm adding two chapters and began the first one. As I walked to der B, I thought of the scene.
Ideas percolated. One was that two people that I'd set up in the previous scene arrived. Two, that one of them was sister to one of the existing characters. Then I began developing a general idea of what I want to happen, what I expect to happen, and moved my thinking in that direction, sketching scenes in my mind. The newcomer sister is vague but tense. It comes to my protagonist as an observation and he concludes, something has gone wrong somewhere else, that's causing a change of plans. As usual, Sir Richard wants to keep him clueless. That's the constant struggle; Richard wants to keep Randy 'uncontaminated', as Richard dubs it.
A first line came to me. I arrived, sat down and typed it up. But I had no idea who the second character was. Even their role remained vague. Yet, after introducting the first new character, the second came on scene and took it over. The scene took off on its own, as I hoped, eleven hundred words. My concern is that it be a useful chapter, that it move the story forward and that the details and action dovetails with the end that's already written.
After I wrote it, I edited, correcting typos and tenses, adding small details, improving pacing in some places. Then I'd realized more depth and dimension that I wanted to add to the end, another part of my protagonist's growth.
Another good session. Can't wait to continue to write like crazy tomorrow.
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