|Was reviewing the last page of posts, and...
||[Aug. 28th, 2011|11:53 pm]
Lauren or Lou, as you like.
|||||Sirens in the street.||]|
. . ... ...Christ, have I really not posted any ELT/YDF in 17 months?
...That was a shock. I'm afraid it's going to be declared legally dead, soon. I vaguely remember the days of a chapter a week (HA!) ...I had no idea it had gotten this bad. (I also didn't realize I hadn't posted here at all since January.) ...I am a bad LJer. I mean, I know I say that a lot, but it's actually worse than even I think it is, isn't it?
(...Don't worry, that's rhetorical. I'm a whore for praise, but I'm really not fishing for reassurances on this one.)
This is long past any reasonable reader-patience span, but I feel like I should finish it anyway, since the poor bastards are languishing; I blew through Chapters 15 and 16, and have started into 17, but I'm hesitating to post anything until I'm sure where the current lines will play out. I know I stopped doing that, and was just posting chapters as they finished, for a while there, but... after that kind of hiatus I almost want to know it's nailed into place to the end, before I post, since the thought of getting another chapter or two out and leaving it AGAIN is pretty depressing. This poor thing deserves to resolve.
It seems like I'm physically unable to outline this story, unfortunately, since they're running on suit-themselves-protocol and I can't seem to accurately predict what they're going to wind up doing until it's right on top of me. (Examples: In chapter.. 8, I think?, there was some particular-damage-by-Azkadellia foreshadowing; I wasn't certain of even how literally or metaphorically that was going to play out until I wrote Ch. 15. I had notes regarding the eventual need to involve Jeb in a side file starting some 7 chapters ago, and it in no way resembles what's happening with him now. ....I think 0 scenes that were written ahead were ever included in finished chapters.) That said, it couldn't hurt to try to nail down some goals or "eventually"s. Worst comes, I don't hit them.
Anyway. It's late, I should get to bed. Just seeing if thinking out loud will make me move.