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Trying to coordinate picket line story times is an exercise in cat-herding
This, as I'm sure you know, is a disastrous way of looking at the situation; you're the writer, you tell your characters what to do. If need be, you punish them; they're allowed a certain amount of freedom, but only so much.
Focus on what you want to say. Abandon Joyce/Henry M, abandon all influences, plot the the thing from beginning to middle and end, and, if nothing else, you won't bore the arse off whoever it is that has to, initially, read the thing. It's a trick I've yet to master, admittedly, but, if you can get away with it, it's the best way to approach shoving the beautiful ideas into a letterbox, expecting(ish) a response, somewhat later. |
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