Writing Stuff:
Iris Chang’s death got me reflecting a lot on the past, and death and dying. Finished the story I’m working on with another 400 words, but it went in a totally different direction than I had intended, shaded by my thoughts of her suicide. I also went back in and made some major tweaks and changes to the storyline and characters, and suddenly it’s a lot more personal than I had intended.
Still needs work, of course. Going to give it another couple passed before turning the zero draft over to Matthew for evisceration. I hesistated after I typed out “The End,” debating briefly with myself whether I should offer it up to the public–critters, editors, and prospective readers alike. But in the end, it’s still a story I want to tell. Storytellers need audiences.
Club 100 for Writers
9/100
