||[Feb. 6th, 2002|10:36 pm]
|||||Run Lola Run||]|
Got my face tightened today, a trip to the orthodontist. They finally took out the "Jasper Jumper", a spring thing on the left side of my mouth that acted like head gear. It was like having a fishing lure in my mouth for the past six months, and I had to have a big chunk of wax on it or it would dig a big hole in my cheek. Now I'm free of it, and the rubber bands I have to wear at night don't seem so bad in comparison. Eating is always fun after a tightening. I religously avoiding anything hard or chewy. Front teeth are sore, and I had to turn down the co-workers who wanted to hit Pizza Street during lunch.
I worked a bit more on my novel, coming up with the why's and wherefores. I figured out how someone dies and someone else feels really bad about it (makes sense in context, trust me.) The story grows so quick I almost can't keep up. The plot is something organic tha grows out of control every time I turn my back on it for a minute, but the changes are for the better. I was having a hard time coming up with names for the characters, then I found a persian-english online dictionary. This made it much easier. The names are a kind of bastardized persian. The bad guy's name would translate roughly as "traitorous dog", the protagonist is "faithful champion", things like that. I couldn't figure out good names for the characters for the longest time, and two hours with the persian dictionary gave me all of the main character names. Now I only need to finish the plot outline so that I can put the meat on the bones so to speak. The characters are beginning to expand from two to three dimensions. I admit that my biggest obstacle is that I know that if I never finish writing the story, then I haven't failed because I'm not done with it yet. Time to bit the bullet and get the story completed. One of my goals in life is to be an author guest at the conventions so that I don't have to pay my way in anymore.
Friday I fly solo with the kid at home all day. Time to learn which cry means what. Let's see how much writing I can get done with a sleeping child on my lap.