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November 26, 2006
with a cat in one lap...
1500 more words, plus some background about cities and cemetery cities.
Some awfully violent stuff in there. I'm concerned that the story thus far sounds a little too much like [OTHER NOVEL I READ LAST YEAR]. I'll need to go back and check that book to see if they're too close kin or if I'm just overlaying my memory of what I read onto what's really there.
(Ironically, the subject of my worry is memory itself, specifically the rewriting or fracturing of it by outside forces, so all this is rather recursive and hurting my brain, thanks.)
The ending of the chapter is not satisfactory, but I'll leave it to next draft to fix.
Off to the gym and a birthday celebration. Also, catpans. Oh, the catpans. >_<
- I can feel you dreaming of me
and the time when our steps are retraced
and I creep through the twilight to that hidden place,
beyond the lonely,
I'll meet you.
Posted by sdshaver at November 26, 2006 01:24 PM