I have made up my mind to finish Is This Anything. Stupid, really. It's just that I always hate reading stories that aren't finished and I promised I would never do that. Just quit. That's why I have about thirty stories on my hard drive in various stages of incompleteness. Only this once I made the mistake of telling myself that posting the first few chapters would make me go on writing. Once I had started posting I wouldn't want to stop, because, well, I hate it when people do that.
And then I did. Stop.
Two chapters short of the end I wrote myself into a corner--nicely decorated by Dan and Amy, though--and now it's been a year. I took it out over the Summer and dusted it off a bit, just to see what it looked like, and decided that I couldn't leave it like that. It doesn't say very flattering things about your character, after all, to do that. So I've spent my afternoon reading and re-reading chapter seven and writing a few lines every now and then, and I'm actually getting somewhere. It's not at all where I had planned to go, and I have no clue how I'll get from where I am now to where chapter eight begins. Needless to say it is not exactly quality writing and not something I will ever actually like, but I see is as "character building." I started it, so I'll finish it. All for me and no one else. And those silly enough to read it will just have to suffer through it until they wise up and find something else to do with their time...
So, there.
And then I did. Stop.
Two chapters short of the end I wrote myself into a corner--nicely decorated by Dan and Amy, though--and now it's been a year. I took it out over the Summer and dusted it off a bit, just to see what it looked like, and decided that I couldn't leave it like that. It doesn't say very flattering things about your character, after all, to do that. So I've spent my afternoon reading and re-reading chapter seven and writing a few lines every now and then, and I'm actually getting somewhere. It's not at all where I had planned to go, and I have no clue how I'll get from where I am now to where chapter eight begins. Needless to say it is not exactly quality writing and not something I will ever actually like, but I see is as "character building." I started it, so I'll finish it. All for me and no one else. And those silly enough to read it will just have to suffer through it until they wise up and find something else to do with their time...
So, there.