NaNoWriMo 2013, Day 7
I’m charting my daily progress on NaNoWriMo. Since you may or may not care, I’ll kindly hide it. Thanks for taking the time. :)
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- Wrote a scene that takes place in the flux. I haven’t decided to refer to it as flux, in italics like that, or as the Flux, with the capital. I also called the disembodied spirits flux-demons instead of ghosts.
- I really, really hate my brain. When I first came up with the idea for this urban fantasy series in 2008, I told people, “It’s set in contemporary Atlanta, only magic works, but there are no vampires or werewolves.”
Later, my brain, dressed up in a leather jacket and aviator glasses, supplied me with a way to make vampires work. Because they’re just a different kind of mage. A mutation, if you will. “OK,” I said to my brain. “You win. I’ll add vampires. But werewolves are still right out.”
So then I told people, “It’s set in modern Atlanta where magic works, only there are no sexy vampires or werewolves.” Note the addition of “sexy.” I think it makes all the difference, myself.
Sometimes I add, “And nothing ever sparkles.” Ha ha.
Tonight, of course, my brain, dressed much like Ferris Beuller, very helpfully called me over to where it was sitting with a couple of its friends. “Pssst. You. With the thumbs. Listen up: we can totally make shapeshifting work inside the rules you’ve created.” And it spread out a blueprint and pointed out some stuff.
And I said, “Screw you, asshole!” and then tried to beat it to death with a shovel. But no. It wouldn’t die. It just kept lying there, on the floor, giggling at me with a maniacal look in its frontal lobe. Singing “Danke Schoen.”
Shapeshifters. They could indeed work within my rules.
I hate my brain. Hate it.
- Favorite thing I had to look up: The etymology of the word “doppelgänger.”