Another successful meeting of the Unwritten writer’s group, this time resulting in over a thousand words on my part in my novella, White Horse. It’s always funny how the writing process works, often beyond the writer’s control or planning by any means. In this case I’ve begun a complete rewrite for White Horse with the thirty odd pages I’d done originally, scrapping them and just starting from the very beginning. But in my head I still had the same beginning of the novella and where I was planning on having it go, and with today’s writing session, I found a whole new scene inserting itself into the storyline which had never been initially planned or thought of. And now I can’t ever imagine the story not having this scene, and yet it just came out of nowhere.
Writing = awesome.
And now for a sample of today’s work:
In this world Big Brother was pretty much watching everything we did, but that was deemed necessary for our survival. In my opinion, Big Brother was totally right.