Of Ongoing Obscurity. April 28, 2007
Posted by Jen in : Journal, Novel , 16 commentsI have had a worrying thought. Success/notoriety/fame can be achieved by only a small percentage of people, right? Now, my problem is this: At school, I used to sit next to Graeme le Saux in Geography. What if he has selfishly taken my portion of celebrity and used it all up himself? We can’t all be rich and famous from one classroom, can we? Sigh. I am so doomed.
To compound my woes, I am still car-less. According to my bastardly insurance company, I must now register my non-existent car in the UK before they will process my claim. I am perhaps being typically dimwitted but WHAT?!?!? They have taken my car and heartlessly sold off its body parts, no doubt. And now I have to register it? Even though it doesn’t exist anymore? REALLY?? Gawd.
I don’t think I like insurance men. They wear cheap, shiny suits and anoraks. They think I can live in the middle o’ nowhere with only a pogo stick and a couple of carrier bags in which to transport my children. No, I don’t like them one little bit.
In writing news, I am re-writing. Sigh. I could throttle my characters - instead of doing as they’re told, they keep getting ideas above their station, pushing themselves forward with their chests puffed out. So, I’m abandoning their first-person narratives for a while and re-writing in third person. This, I am hoping, will be my metaphorical whip. The fact that I seem able only to crack the whip at people who don’t actually exist is a little pathetic, don’t you think?
Oh my. I am truly having A Bad Week.
