Didn’t write much today. Just revised what I wrote yesterday a little bit. I listened to some dark punk rock music to put me in the mood to write out this one really dark scene, and it worked pretty well–except that I was writing more out of my feelings than out of my rational thoughts. As I was exercising today, the thought came to mind that one part would make better sense if I changed what was happening in that section. Specifically, I’d left out some of the details of the physics of spaceflight, and how that would logically affect the characters in that scene. Instead of having all the refugees huddled down in a storage room with big boxes everywhere, I had them all crammed into rooms with tight seats and harnesses to keep them from falling everywhere in the acceleration from Earth or the zero gravity of orbit. Yeah.
Man, I am TIRED. And tmorow is the AML convention…..must…sleep.
btw, I was drooling when I wrote this. Just so you know.