So I’ve got editing to do on Imogen Shroud, I’ve got Miya Black III to go through, I have experiments to run and research to be done but what am I doing? I’m reading through what I have of Power Play. This isn’t productive. It’s just fun. Also this is way better and less fluffy than I remember it being (when I wrote it a couple of days ago; amazing the difference even a small time-buffer can make). Or maybe it’s just me who enjoys characters being intelligent and working things out in dialogue. Hmm. I think as long as it doesn’t drag on for pages it’s fine. I actually have a rule for myself; no more than a page and a half of dialogue without something happening to break it up. I love dialogue, you see, and I love characters, but just having them yammering on with nothing else happening isn’t so good. Anyway, I read it and it’s good and I was disappointed when I got to the end and there wasn’t any more. Which is a Good Sign.
Still, though. Power Play isn’t a priority right now. It’s fine to relax and just do what you like sometimes, but we do not live in the land of Doing-As-You-Please. We live in the land of Working-Bloody-Hard-To-Make-Things-Good. Writing is the easy part, it’s true, but that doesn’t mean it’s easy. Just that it’s easier than everything else, that’s all.