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So I had this revelation while my writing group was being very kind but honest about the direction the book did not seem to be going. In order to make the story actually be a story: that is, progress from one place to another, with the experiences beign cumulative and the tension building and things seeming to matter,
I have to start over.
I so don't want to be back at the beginning.
However, I really need to. I need to tear the little bits of the story apart and put them back together in a different way. Things are at the beginning that should be later. Things that happen later shoudl happen earlier. The two guys he has encounters with ought to maybe be one and definitely ought to have less attention to them. (I'm also thinking that the "I wish you cared" followed by "I wish you'd be reasonable" can be shifted altogether to a different episode that already happens later -- nota: Forager Girl and Winston respectively)Ditto tomato fields. Ditto, probably, most everything else. Also he ought to try to flee situations that he simply suffers now.
All this shaving makes a very short story. But the group wants more about the research group so maybe I can get myself to a conventional length by doing that.
On another front, it's still not raining. The bottlebrush tree next door looks dry. That takes some doing. However, the ground is not dry. That's that pogonip for you.
I have to start over.
I so don't want to be back at the beginning.
However, I really need to. I need to tear the little bits of the story apart and put them back together in a different way. Things are at the beginning that should be later. Things that happen later shoudl happen earlier. The two guys he has encounters with ought to maybe be one and definitely ought to have less attention to them. (I'm also thinking that the "I wish you cared" followed by "I wish you'd be reasonable" can be shifted altogether to a different episode that already happens later -- nota: Forager Girl and Winston respectively)Ditto tomato fields. Ditto, probably, most everything else. Also he ought to try to flee situations that he simply suffers now.
All this shaving makes a very short story. But the group wants more about the research group so maybe I can get myself to a conventional length by doing that.
On another front, it's still not raining. The bottlebrush tree next door looks dry. That takes some doing. However, the ground is not dry. That's that pogonip for you.