NANOWRIMO – 2024 – Day 27

Behind the Green Door

This is where, when you get to the end of the story the ending starts to look a little lame and there are other scenarios dancing in the back of your mind.

The original – Michael has the adjudication, goes through the green door and meets Elsie who is alive, had hijacked a rocket, put Michael into a robot form and they head for the stars.

Silly huh?

For a few weeks that scenario was basically the same but with different variations. Michael was always going to wake up in a new form with Elsie either as a human or new form too.

It’s why in some many places in the last few chapters Michael believes Elsie is still alive.

She isn’t.

She died, and I’m still not sure how she died yet, but there’s at least three different versions. I will need to refine that when the next edit is done. The one I like the most is that a debilitating disease killed her, that she was not murdered by the Pendletons or anyone else.

To be honest, I didn’t want her to die, but Michael needs the motivation to do what he needs to do, using his investigative skills spurred on by a dislike of management to work out what is really going on.

The adjudication proceeds.

The jury gives its decision.

And…

It’s not what you think.

Word written today 2,500, making a total of 50,050 words

NANOWRIMO – 2024 – Day 27

Behind the Green Door

This is where, when you get to the end of the story the ending starts to look a little lame and there are other scenarios dancing in the back of your mind.

The original – Michael has the adjudication, goes through the green door and meets Elsie who is alive, had hijacked a rocket, put Michael into a robot form and they head for the stars.

Silly huh?

For a few weeks that scenario was basically the same but with different variations. Michael was always going to wake up in a new form with Elsie either as a human or new form too.

It’s why in some many places in the last few chapters Michael believes Elsie is still alive.

She isn’t.

She died, and I’m still not sure how she died yet, but there’s at least three different versions. I will need to refine that when the next edit is done. The one I like the most is that a debilitating disease killed her, that she was not murdered by the Pendletons or anyone else.

To be honest, I didn’t want her to die, but Michael needs the motivation to do what he needs to do, using his investigative skills spurred on by a dislike of management to work out what is really going on.

The adjudication proceeds.

The jury gives its decision.

And…

It’s not what you think.

Word written today 2,500, making a total of 50,050 words

NANOWRIMO – 2024 – Day 26

Behind the Green Door

Michaels last day proceeds, another case, another sparring session with, well Michael isn’t quite sure who he’s sparring with anymore.

I’m still refining the parts of Elsie that exist inside Miranda. Since this is a story, and science fiction, I like the idea that Miranda is really Elsie, but to me that sounds a little far fetched.

It’s why in the orginal plan, Miranda is a blank slate in which a person’s essence could be transplanted, so that form then became that person. Then she was supposed to behave as Miranda until a secret word was uttered, and she transformed.

But…

You can program articifical intelligence into a robot but it is only as good as the programmers who created it. It’s not possible to covered every eventuality, and it will never be as adaptable or reactive as a human. Ai needs to know every single nuance and thats not possible for one or two proagrammers or a whole bunch of them.

It’s why I’ve been wrestling with the how Miranda/Elsie should and does react to Michael and others, and it will require a bit more work in the first edit. Having Elsie hiding within the programming gives me the opportunity to allow Elsie and their relationship to shine through.

It’s now time to front up to the adjudication, face the jury of his peers, and see old friends for the last time.

And hear what Miranda has to say about him as a final wrap up of his life.

To say the least, it’s underwhelming.

Word written today 1,925, making a total of 47,550 words

NANOWRIMO – 2024 – Day 26

Behind the Green Door

Michaels last day proceeds, another case, another sparring session with, well Michael isn’t quite sure who he’s sparring with anymore.

I’m still refining the parts of Elsie that exist inside Miranda. Since this is a story, and science fiction, I like the idea that Miranda is really Elsie, but to me that sounds a little far fetched.

It’s why in the orginal plan, Miranda is a blank slate in which a person’s essence could be transplanted, so that form then became that person. Then she was supposed to behave as Miranda until a secret word was uttered, and she transformed.

But…

You can program articifical intelligence into a robot but it is only as good as the programmers who created it. It’s not possible to covered every eventuality, and it will never be as adaptable or reactive as a human. Ai needs to know every single nuance and thats not possible for one or two proagrammers or a whole bunch of them.

It’s why I’ve been wrestling with the how Miranda/Elsie should and does react to Michael and others, and it will require a bit more work in the first edit. Having Elsie hiding within the programming gives me the opportunity to allow Elsie and their relationship to shine through.

It’s now time to front up to the adjudication, face the jury of his peers, and see old friends for the last time.

And hear what Miranda has to say about him as a final wrap up of his life.

To say the least, it’s underwhelming.

Word written today 1,925, making a total of 47,550 words

NANOWRIMO – 2024 – Day 25

Behind the Green Door

Is it too late to say I’m not happy with the ending.

I was not sure what I expected, but Michael, in the original plan, such as it was, was going to have the adjudication and accept his fate.

However, along the way he has kind of changed his mind and doesn’t want to go.

Except…

There isn’t a compelling reason to go on now that Elsie is dead, and there is no fulfilment in continuing.

Revelation one – he is not the leader of the revolutionaries.

Revelation two – there is not going to be a revolution, never was, never will be. No one is that upset with the life they have, just that they are not being told the truth about their existence.

Well, in reality, only a handful of people know they are not being told the truth.

The thimng is, as the story develops, even if there is a loose plan, ideas become more intricate and developed making outcomes possibly different.

We know that people can go outside. I want to make more of that.

But, I need to finish the story as intended and then go back and make some changes, before the month is up.

Stay tuned.

Word written today 2,557, making a total of 45,625 words

It’s just another day of the week

I used to like Saturdays, it was the first day of the weekend, and after working Monday through Friday, one could sleep in, have a leisurely breakfast, and then do the shopping.

Then there’s the reality.

Body clocks are dreadful, and never let you sleep in if, in fact, it’s bright daylight shining through the curtains at 5am.  Blackout curtains never seem to quite work.

Shutters are marginally better.

Once awake it is difficult to get back to sleep, so you lie in bed staring at the ceiling or partake in monitoring social media.

I read the latest in the New York Times, online.  Some days I wish I didn’t.

But…

Yes, there’s always a but…

I can, at times, go through the plotline of the latest story in my head, and if it’s boring, it puts me to sleep, and if it’s not, I head to the writing room and start putting it down.

Until notifications start distracting me.

Twitter, Facebook, WordPress, Linked In, Tumblr, and Instagram.

News headlines, the world is ending, or close enough, a car accident is causing traffic delays even though I’m not going out, yet another school shooting massacre in the USA, and my crossword for the day has arrived.

Why can’t the computer make me coffee, and toast and marmalade?

From 6am to 9am shot to hell, not a word on paper, perhaps I should go back to bed.

I remember Saturdays before computers, before social media, before any of those modern distractions.

What is referred to, these days, as the good old days!

 

NANOWRIMO – 2024 – Day 25

Behind the Green Door

Is it too late to say I’m not happy with the ending.

I was not sure what I expected, but Michael, in the original plan, such as it was, was going to have the adjudication and accept his fate.

However, along the way he has kind of changed his mind and doesn’t want to go.

Except…

There isn’t a compelling reason to go on now that Elsie is dead, and there is no fulfilment in continuing.

Revelation one – he is not the leader of the revolutionaries.

Revelation two – there is not going to be a revolution, never was, never will be. No one is that upset with the life they have, just that they are not being told the truth about their existence.

Well, in reality, only a handful of people know they are not being told the truth.

The thimng is, as the story develops, even if there is a loose plan, ideas become more intricate and developed making outcomes possibly different.

We know that people can go outside. I want to make more of that.

But, I need to finish the story as intended and then go back and make some changes, before the month is up.

Stay tuned.

Word written today 2,557, making a total of 45,625 words

In a word: haul

Well, I know a lot about long haul, because living in Australia it’s a long, long way to anywhere in the northern hemisphere, in what is known as a long haul airline.

For the rest, haul means to pull a load along with effort or force.

Or a haul can be the plunder of a thief, stolen goods.  It can be something different though, but generally lots of something taken away, such as fish.

You can haul yourself up the side of a hill, or up a cliff face

And for those who are nautically minded, and love sailing boats, you’ll know to haul offshore

If you’re an Olympian, you’ll know that seven medal haul was always going to be an uphill task.

This is not to be confused with hall, what you walk down in a building heading to a particular room.

Or it can be the name of a stately residence or building, for instance Toad Hall.

It can also be a university room where students are housed.

It’s all about the Cover

And, of course, the description.

Probably one of the hardest things for a first-time author is not so much the writing but what is needed after the book is written.

You need a good description.  Short, sharp, incisive!

There’s a ream of advice out there, and I have read it all.

And, still, I got it wrong.

Then there is the cover.

I wanted simplistic, a short description to give the reader a taste of what’s in store, and let the story speak for itself.

No.

Apparently, a good cover will attract the reader to the book.

When I tendered my books on various sites to advertise them, sites such as Goodreads, and ThirdScribe, all was well with what I had done.

Then I submitted my books to a third site and they rejected the covers as too simplistic and the descriptions mundane, and wouldn’t post them.

Wow.

There’s a huge blow to the ego.  And just the sort of advice that would make a writer think twice about even bothering to continue.

But…

Perhaps the person who wrote that critique was being cruel to be kind.

At any rate, I am changing the covers, and rewording the descriptions.

Will it be a case of ‘what a difference a cover makes’?

NANOWRIMO – 2024 – Day 19

Behind the Green Door

So, for the purpose of this story, we are told that Elsie and her mother come from another city.

We are also told that Michael’s mother came from another city, and, because of that, she was required to undergo a debriefing after arrival. We also learn that when she was taken away for interrogation, the secret police believed she was possibly a spy for the other city, they were a little too enthusiastic and she died.

For this reason, Michael’s father was very bitter towards the administrators of their city. It’s possible that was the reason why he formed, or joined the underground resistance movement, though it’s never quite sure what they are resisting.

Elsie’s mother who came from the same city, was not treated the same because she married one of the administrators, and it might be inferred, or believed, as Michael’s father did, that Elsie was ‘planted’ among them to relay information on them back to the secret police.

Michael never quite believed that was the case, until one night he followed her, and made a discovery that was ‘surprising’. What also was surprising was why she married him, when she could have done a lot better for herself.

Their life together plays out until her death, an event that was never fully described to him, and was a secret project of his, to find out the truth.

An opportunity arises with Miranda – and the question is, does she know?

What he does discover about Miranda, she is quite good at telling lies.

Word written today 1,850, making a total of 35,290 words