I wrote today after a two week layoff. The company was part of it. Then I didn’t want to. Today I did want to. So I did.
I did do some fiddling last week. Changed names. When I went back looking for said names I discovered discrepancies like someone being Asian in chapter 3 and Native American in chapter 6. Well, not quite, but almost that bad.
So I’ve started a character page. Person’s name and pertinent facts and family. I still need to do back stories on the most important people. The trouble is that bores me. I know I have to do it more now than I ever did because of the memory problem. Still, it irritates me that I have to do it.
I’d rather write and catch it all later. I might. But I know some things won’t make any sense this way. What does it matter? Anything can be fixed. And if I don’t feel like fixing them by the time the book is done? So what? Is Michiko Kakutani waiting to read it?
Forge ahead, I say. Just get it down.