It was a very unproductive Tuesday by creativity standards. So I went out to study, yes? I did and even helped my sister with her homework and I think something must have snapped in my mind frame, since I could barely get into my writing mood. I produced 500 words, which sounded hollow, if the first draft is the skeleton of a novel than these 500 words had no marrow inside. I think that it has to do something with thinking analytically because of the Literature prep for the test and then getting into poetry mood to write some haikus. Must have short circuited my brain on that one. Funny really. It’s strange, because I also got an anxiety attack at the same time. I have this gut feeling that something bad is going to happen, pretty much like animals get restless before an earthquake. Now it’s beeping again and I am super not focused. Gee, must be fire and brimstone coming soon.

Good thing is that I found out how to write chapter nine. The standard linear way wasn’t going to help me since the chapter carries a very neurotic and scattered spirit, since Samantha is suffering. So I am glad that I happened to have read “Amberlight” since there Sylvia uses a method of telling the story is short fragments and this particular technique will help me spare words and get the story working. However I have trouble getting inside her head and making it more dramatic. My natural preferences go towards the witty, sarcastic characters that snort and retort. My project however involves timid, scared, desperate and schizophrenic. So I see this as a potential problem at several spots, the more emotionally loaded ones that need internals and show characterization. The plan is to write those spots the way they come and mark them on word with comments and try to get into Samantha’s skin during the edits, when the story is ready and only layering is needed.