What are you doing, Mommy?
Writing my book.
What chapter are you on?
Mm, eight, I think.
*reading over my shoulder* Something brushed against…. a house!
No, not a house.
*rustles paper* What’s this?
It’s a map of my city. PLEASE don’t lose it.
What’s this? And that? And, oh, this says “shops!”
It’s a road called King’s Way. PLEASE be careful.
What’s your books about, Mommy? Is it about six hundred marchers, marching across the sea??
No, it is most definitely NOT about that.
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Last night, I spent a long time mentally rearrangingĀ the remaining scenes in Part One. Today I noticed a set of scene cards I’d tucked into my revision folder the last time I’d worked on SoR (many moons ago). When I flipped through them, I found that I had already done the work of arranging scenes for maximum benefit back then. Doh! This is one reason why I shouldn’t wait so long between iterations!
On the plus side, my handy dandy index cards tell me I have only seven more scenes to go for Part One. Left Brain likes marking progress by scenes so much better than by by page numbers.

