Wednesday 08/30/2023
Did I mention my left big toe was painful last week? I don’t think so, it subsided in a day. Last night my right big toe had its turn. It was painful enough that I couldn’t go for a walk this morning. About 4pm it eased up and I took a short walk down to Pardee park, just a 1.5 mile round trip.
Nothing was on the schedule for today, other than to pay a couple of bills, and then sit down and get serious about writing. Get serious means, sitting up at my desk with the big iMac instead of slouched in a chair with the laptop. But damn. It’s tough. I have attractive characters and an interesting situation. I have written maybe 8 short chapters, and those, read in isolation, are highly competent writing. Good dialogue, colorful prose. But there’s no story. I know what should happen for the first maybe half of the plot but then I can’t see how to pull it together into any kind of satisfactory conclusion.
I turned to my current favorite among the chatbots, Claude. He listed a number of websites for writers, two of which it turns out, I already have logins at. I last used them back in ’21 and had more or less forgotten about them. So I spent the evening building up “credits” by doing critiques of other people’s writing at Critique Circle. I would have spent the time at Scribophile, which I remember was more helpful, but it now says “You have used up your Basic Membership.” Pay $89 for a year of premium. I could afford it, but I’m offended.
Full moon tonight, colored orange from smoke.
Codgerville 