24 January 2012

Focus has now turned to The Uncertainty Principle, which forges on in its new, much better incarnation. Scriptwriting is a different mode to novelising, that's for sure, just as comedy is different from, uh, the bleak world of Caeli-Amur. Though there has been some more humour going into Unwrapped Sky recently.

To take a break from the writing, today I wandered out into the cold day. It was negative twelve at one point this morning, so probably somewhere around that as I walked. At first you think it's fine. Then the bridge of your nose get icy, then the nose proper, and your hands (if you take off your gloves in order to take photos). Still, the sun was shining and that was a good excuse to wander down to the lake and consider stomping over the ice, which I didn't do, on account of self-preservation.

When I returned, I jotted down some notes for my little talk this weekend at the Jyvaskyla SF society/writers house thing. As part of my prep, I reread bits of my story "The Cinema of Coming Attractions" and thought to myself, oh, this is actually better than I remembered, at which point I began to reconsider everything I've written in the last two months. Then I thought, well, yes, I spent a lot of time on that story. Looks like there's more time to spend on all those recent things. Such is writing.