Mr. Birch pulled his coat-tails out from under Christopher

[idiosyncreant]

I really need to have a different tag for Alan Birch. But I don't. Sorry,  Alan...   {fictional character, in case you wondered}


Good News of the Week:

I got my second rejection, for a different story, that encouraged me to keep submitting to the publication!
*squee! squee at 5-past-waking-up, people!*
I had a feeling my mail would have something good in it. Granted, I think that way more than it's true...

Peeve of the Day:       (okay, actually, this is something to diffuse the tension of all the peeves I shouldn't mention online)

I just realized I have the warm fuzzies for the word "pearl", of all things. ?0_0?
I have a long-term hatred of the word "caress", though.
Somehow this seems odd.

Progress of the Era:

I commenced The Return of Mr. Birch today. It is to be the last (as far as I can see) of The Conspiracy of Cons, a direct sequel to Charade*whathaveyou. I didn't think I'd want to go right into this next book, but I do.
So I am.
There's Mr. Birch in it.
Whom I have a crush on, I admit, though it's lame to crush on your own characters, but my crushes tend to not be highly rational things.
That's all.

Comments

[jade-sabre-301.livejournal.com]

so what happens when you write a scene and then later realize it shouldn't exist?

and...yes, that is generally true. Hence why all of my Mary Sues live in my head. *pets them in their shiny castle*

PS how are you saying it, then?

[idiosyncreant.livejournal.com]

Uh, I say it with ease? I'm from Boston. My relatives make weirder vowel sounds just for the sake of pastiche all the time. ^_^

I don't think there is a particular *way* I'm saying it, just my tongue is limber in that direction--as well as NOT in others.

I don't know much about scenes that shouldn't exist, except that if I have to cut something out of a story, I save it anyhow.