Time. 2/24/2021
I thought it was only a few days since I wrote here. It's been seven.
How do I keep losing days like this? So much time was blown away with indifference. I've concluded that it's not death that I'm afraid of. It's time and its desire to get to the end as fast as possible. I fear I'll blink and be an old man wondering what happened? My nephews and nieces will be grown and well into their lives. Will they still know me? Or care about me? Will it have been years since I've seen any of them or my siblings? My dad will be long gone, a faded name on a tombstone. Will I still be friends with Jeremy, or will he have joined his ancestors? What about the people I used to be friends with? Will the memory of me be wholly removed from their minds as well?
Will I be forgotten entirely?
That's the tragedy of life and my biggest fear: I will die, and no one will notice.
I've been struggling with Annie Craven since I started writing the book. I couldn't figure out who she was or her flaws and dreams. What would cause a Matriarchy to abandon one of their daughters? Initially, she was a derivative of Matilda. Quiet, booker reader, smart. But as I was writing, it didn't make sense that these traits would be looked down upon, especially in our reality. Women read way more books than men (A tragedy, in my opinion). So it wasn't jellin' in my melon. Then it clicked.
What are modern feminists (the more radical flavored sect) attempting to dismantle other than the Patriarchy?
Toxic Masculinity. I will give little Annie the good old classics: extremely competitive, aggressive, restlessness, stoic, as she never cries. Then, I will provide Georgie with ( The boy in the shed) the feminine qualities: Compassion, nurturing, and understanding. She's been abandoned by three mothers, and at the end of the book, she will gain a father.
It's in a solid place. I will salvage as much as possible from the first chapter I wrote, so it's a partial rewrite. Now, my only focus is the word count grind. NO MORE STARTING OVER. This is still technically the first draft, so there needs to be complete draft rewrites the moment I finish. It's a learning process, though. For whatever I write next, either novel or film, I must ensure the MC is fully fleshed out enough to complete a first draft. I literally stopped writing in chapter two because Annie was so fucking boring.
I have a writers' meeting in 20 minutes with Unity Films. We're working on a horror short of The Grimsly Chronicles. I've never worked with other writers in this capacity, so it should be interesting. Luke and Samantha are a good lot.
