So, last night in preparation for a month of novelling I cleaned out my old dead files (a task for which the scanning took an absurdly long time), freeing up over 111kb, and then told my computer to defragment the hard drive. It wasn't badly fragmented, but I like to keep it clean. I set it working and went to bed.
This morning it was stuck, apparently having unsuccessfully rebooted. It can't read the hard drive. My desktop is dead. Looks like I'll be using my laptop from work and flying largely by the seat of my pants after all.
This isn't really a major setback; that's how I usually write anyway, and I've done lots of preparatory thinking, so I'm ok. There's a whole chapter laid out pretty thoroughly in my head, several days' worth of writing without even having to fall back on the bigger picture, which is of course still evolving anyway. I am undaunted, lol....
Even so, wish me luck.
( And for those of you who don't recognize the title reference, its from "To A Mouse, On Turning Her Up In Her Nest With The Plough" by Robert Burns -- http://www.robertburns.org/works/75.shtml )
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That's why I like index cards, lol. I have my storyline all laid out. So what I'll likely do is get going and end up in a totally different direction as my characters take over and do as they will. A writer is supposed to be God to their characters, but, just like in Christian dogma, free will tends to throw a monkey wrench into the works.
If they get too saucy, I'll just take a little recent web advice...fill it wth zombies and light it on fire!
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