Well it happened. You fiddle around with a story sometimes, getting the bones down, adding on where you think it needs a bit, trimming other bits away, but when it wakes up and stands, the joints bend the wrong way and the ears are eyes. It takes a moment to accept what you're seeing at moments like that, see that the thing you didn't expect... is so much better than what you set out to do. It's a wonderful, scary feeling. One of the subplots in Morning Star just took over from the main plot, and that is a very good thing now that I see how it will work. The ears are eyes, but they have a spark of feisty intelligence. Taming this thing is going to be fun!
Posted by bill at January 22, 2008 08:52 AM