I called out

Sorry I missed posting yesterday, Thursdays are very busy days for me and I'm out of the house longer than on the other days.  My promise to myself to write every day remains unblemished, however, since thursdays are in-School-Suspension days and I was stuck in a forced-quiet room alll day with hours to occupy.  I wrote long hand, as I always do at BHS, but I wrote.

One of the longhand scenes I've been cooking up is one involving Viola's guidance counselor, who grows concerned at Viola's sudden drop in grades and at the girl's rather counter-culture essay about Oedipus... lol.  We shall see how this all plays out, but I'm having fun with it.

Andrea blogged a few days ago about first lines of novels.  I too am enamored of good first lines.  I like to try to make my vignettes start off with a nice intruiging hook whenever possible.  The thing that's fun about vignettes is that they are these little encapsulated moments, usually, so you get to start right in with the action if you want, so I can't tell you how many of my scenes begin with an expletive! heeeheeeheee.  "What the fuck?!"  Interrobang?!

Or else sneaky little lines that (i hope) grab your attention and set the tone for the scene.  For instance, the guidance counselor one is introducing a new character as well as taking us on a new path with the Viola\Jonah thing, so I think it'll start something like this, something simple but quirk-of-eyebrow:

Enid Germain had suspicions.

Then it obviously elaborates, unraveling slowly, building; who is she, why does she suspect and what are these suspicions?

Fun stuff.

I was thinking I might go back through the vignettes and try and determine my top 5 favorite first lines so far.

But!  as for compliling all this madness into a novel?  Still no solid plans on that.  Where would I start?  Eeeksandwich.  And then, don't even get me started on the pressure of a first line for an entire novel.  God.  Probably it would be the one that I wrote for Viola on the swingset, remember that one?  "Everyone in Cedar Falls has secrets"  or something to that effect.

or maybe it would be this post secret I read once and saved:  "Terrible secrets don't make terrible people."  but then I'd probably wonder "Or do they?"  Lol. 

Andrea was right in saying you can't rush it or force it and it will come when it comes (terrible paraphrasing, sorry.)

Gah!

Anyway, i have called out for my first time from my new job.  And will be calling out of aftercare too.  Today is the day I begin to tackle the mountain of debt and problems I have.

here's the catch though:  I need an empty apartment to make all these calls, deal with all these forms and generally get a handle on my life.  I cannot do it with other people here, listening, hearing my vulnerability.  And Eric came back from his attempt to escape the world last night.  So he is here.  still asleep.  and I need him out out out.  i will be waking him up at 8:45-9 am.  And telling him the truth; that I need the apartment to myself today.  I am like, sick over this, but I need to do it, because I can't call out another fucking day to do this bullshit.  Wish me luck with that.

I'd like to give a shout out to my bestie, D, and her family, as it seems they are finally emerging from a miserable bout of illness.  We love you and hope you are well!  Miss you GF!

And happy hannukah!  Aaron and I had latkes for dinner last night.  yum.