Plodding/plotting on
Nov. 8th, 2012 11:33 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
janestarzNaNoWriMo is mostly an exercise of keeping at it, and as such I can't let an undiscernible plot throw me off my case. I continued writing with the next scene that was already announced during the morning-breakfast-scene-that-serves-no-purpose and wrote the tour of the engine room.
I need to remember to write the filler plot too, not just the dialogue. I suck at dialogue.
I will take along the laptop to Legendfalls. I'm a notorious early riser (7.30 am after the Halloween party, eight o'clock on other larps...) so I might squeeze in an hour of typing while I have my morning coffee. We will arrive early on Friday too, so who knows how much I can write in the meantime.
Noteworthy snippet:
The platform was raised over the engine room, which was a lot bigger than the ballroom on the seventh deck. The ceiling was high up, and large vents allowed the warm air to flow away from the machines. Below, no less than twenty engineers and crewmen were walking the floor. They were dwarfed by the gigantic engines. Five large boilers were on either side of the room, which meant that one floor down the fires were stoked to keep the steam powering the engines, which in turn made sure the screw would propel them through the seas. Steam was escaping in small puffs from valves.
The engineers didn't pay them any mind, checking dials, opening valves and greasing parts. A smaller man in the corner looked at the dial that communicated orders from the bridge, and shouted something to one of the others. “Ahead full!”
Three of the other crewmen called back: “Ahead full! Aye!”
Just keep typing, just keep typing, just keep typing....(repeat until seasick)
I need to remember to write the filler plot too, not just the dialogue. I suck at dialogue.
I will take along the laptop to Legendfalls. I'm a notorious early riser (7.30 am after the Halloween party, eight o'clock on other larps...) so I might squeeze in an hour of typing while I have my morning coffee. We will arrive early on Friday too, so who knows how much I can write in the meantime.
Noteworthy snippet:
The platform was raised over the engine room, which was a lot bigger than the ballroom on the seventh deck. The ceiling was high up, and large vents allowed the warm air to flow away from the machines. Below, no less than twenty engineers and crewmen were walking the floor. They were dwarfed by the gigantic engines. Five large boilers were on either side of the room, which meant that one floor down the fires were stoked to keep the steam powering the engines, which in turn made sure the screw would propel them through the seas. Steam was escaping in small puffs from valves.
The engineers didn't pay them any mind, checking dials, opening valves and greasing parts. A smaller man in the corner looked at the dial that communicated orders from the bridge, and shouted something to one of the others. “Ahead full!”
Three of the other crewmen called back: “Ahead full! Aye!”
Just keep typing, just keep typing, just keep typing....(repeat until seasick)
