I watched Eli Stone, episode 2, last night, taped from last week. I was doing something else as I watched, so it wasn’t holding my attention 100%, but I do like the show and will pick it up again this week.
The “something else” I was doing was the first draft of my Storytellers Unplugged essay, which will go live on Sunday. Tonight, after revisions, I’ll probably record the podcast version so that can get uploaded to wherever it needs to go in time to be out on the same day. The title of the essay is “The days passed…the nights passed.”
I’m closing in on the estimated halfway point of my novel in progress. At the end of this morning’s session I was closing in on the 35,000-word mark. The story is starting to open up for me, but each day is a discovery. I had no idea the character who was introduced at the end of this morning’s passage even existed yesterday morning, but I can see him as clear as if he were standing in front of me right now. Clearer, perhaps, because it has just gotten very dark because of a rainstorm sweeping through the area. It’s 71° right now but is supposed to go down to below 40 tonight.
Looks like we might be getting new episodes of suspended shows before too much longer. According to reports I’ve read, LOST may end up with a total of 13 for the season instead of 16, which means they will be compressing the story more than they originally intended. Not that that’s a bad thing, necessarily.
