I've been lucky to continue writing #TheBookForNoOne in my downtime recently. Our two leads are having a discussion that I've long been mulling over in my head and, as I've said before, there are times when I'm writing the book and there are times when it's writing itself. This was firmly the latter, because as I stood there writing it (we nurses rarely sit), it turned out completely opposite the way that I had always envisioned it.

I had always intended for the scene to result in He making a sacrifice for She, and though it was fully in character for him (and He certainly did try), in the moment I wrote it, the decision not to allow him to do what He intended to do ended up being a moment of growth that She needed. The flip-flop doesn't really affect my plans going forward and maybe even provides a better narrative backdrop to work with as we get closer to the finish line.

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Just goes to show you that having an open mind can lead to better outcomes than sticking rigidly to preconceived ideas and plots that seemed better in your head.

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In other literary news, I've also taken a bit of time to work on another story, basically a one-shot, that serves as an epilogue to a much larger series of completely unwritten stories. With the central conflict spectacularly resolved, all that's really left is a long simmering subplot between two of our numerous leads that essentially plays out as an argument ands ambiguously. It shouldn't clock in at much more than three pages by hand, but I found myself fixated on it and had to get it out.
Really makes me wonder what I could do if I had time to devote to writing on a full-time basis. Unfortunately, being the sole provider for my family, the economic insecurity that would come with that pipe dream transition would be untenable. And as I fully expect to work until the day I die, there's no sunny dream of trying my hand at it when I retire. Capitalism makes fools of us all.