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The Bridge to the End of the Night: 475 words of, eh, bridging passage, summarizing a long and often hair-raising afternoon's conversation, whose details I don't want to dump upon the reader beyond giving the general context and flavor.

The voice of this story, like many others in the Kateverse, comes out rather more archaizing in the first draft than it probably ought to be on completion. There's a quote with Katy talking overly like Katy-from-her-own-legend, and I'll want to amend that on the first-pass revision I'll perform on the Prologue once I've finished it.

The theme of the uttermost bridge pervades this tale in various guises, and I think the climactic scene I'm leading up to here is going to contain its first appearance, or at least its strong foreshadowing.

Current Mood: busy
Current Music: Here Comes the Night - Janis Ian

The Bridge to the End of the Night: 750 words, and the second scene finished. Prologue is now three scenes. Selkish politics has been talked. Katy giving advice to people determinedly loyal to their lords is always going to be the skunk at the picnic.

Now I've set up what's about to happen, all I have to worry about is writing the pay-off.

Current Mood: It's early
Current Music: Rat in Mi Kitchen - UB40

The Bridge to the End of the Night: 1,150 words. It seems the Prologue is two scenes, not one - problem propounded, problem resolved, or at least problem resolved to be attacked from a newly promising angle. Well into the second scene now. The long summer evening is paling over smoky-tenemented Sellawick, and Katy's partner is showing us his mettle. Even I sometimes forget just what he is and can be: I've seen him in no such mood since that day on Maltby Edge, two dozen years in his future, and two years ago for me. I do believe I've missed him.

Current Mood: bouncy
Current Music: When A Knight Won His Spurs - Ye olde school choir

The Bridge to the End of the Night: 590 words. Katy is annoyed by astrology, and we get our first hint of how much even the 'happy' part of her genuinely happy 'ending' cost her. There are reasons she is so adamantly defending the fairly nice life she has against the fairy-tale fulfilment she walked out on at the end of her Deed. And I'm beginning to see another reason she is going to do the decisive thing she does at the end of this Prologue. It's not in her nature to refuse this particular call for help - but she can't afford to get sucked back into any of this ichor-and-starfire nonsense, either.

Which is why she is going to set up this story - and ultimately be more affected by it than she can now imagine - without actually being a part of it, beyond this section and the Epilogue.

Hard set-up is hard.

Current Mood: working

The Bridge to the End of the Night: 500 more words last night, of the bookend-story which comprises the Prologue and Epilogue. A respectable merchant's wife of Sellawick finds out what two uninvited visitors want from her. It is not exactly insignificant. There may be no rest for the wicked, but there seems to be even less leisure for the good. A rough draft of a tense and dangerous conversation, which I shall certainly redraft as soon as it's finished. At the moment I just need to get it all out onto the page. It's good to be working with old friends again!

Current Mood: determined
Current Music: I'm Gonna Be (500 Miles) - The Proclaimers

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Entries tagged with bridge to the end of the night

The Bridge to the Bridge of the Night

There's a Skunk at My Picnic, What Am I Gonna Do?

Nor Back Into Storyland Giants Have Fled

The Stardust She Shook from Her Shoes

O, Weary Wull's to Katie Come, the Deils at His Heels

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