I know how Nick gets the sword. It’s freaking brilliant. The Girls are geniuses. I’m a genius. No, I won’t tell you, it’s a major plot point, but I love it so that one’s solved. And may even have solved the “Why does’t he talk like a Rennaissance Italian?” problem.
You know, when I’m good, I’m GOOD.
Remember Sense8, the Netflix show about eight people born on the same day at the same hour who are psychically linked so that share everything including fist fights, sex, and karaoke? I bitched about it because it was such a chaotic mess last year and raved about it because the characterization was so phenomenal, the romances so well crafted, and the emotional payoff so overwhelmingly satisfying. I’ve only watched the first two episodes of season two, and once again it moves like molasses on ice, but I’m in. Which is odd because I’m such a structure wonk. Where are the turning points? Where’s the escalation? Who cares? These characters are back. Turns out character really is everything.
Today is No Diet Day.
Or as I call it, any day of the week that ends in Y. Continue reading
It really is great to have so much feedback on the content of a Discovery Draft. (And nobody rewrote, so you are now expert beta readers.) So here are some of the questions I’m working on now as I continue making up stuff that will have to be fixed later, along with some character notes that you can tear apart.
Hey, it’s this Is a Really Good Book Thursday. Tell us the title and author of something delightful to read, fiction or non-fiction. The weekend is coming and we need good books!
This will be up until about this time on Wednesday. You have been warned.
Let me know if the link doesn’t work.