It’s been a long and unusual week since my last post. The renovation of my apartment got pushed ahead and started on Tuesday already. I spent a few hectic days packing up everything I own and carrying it down to an empty apartment on the floor below mine.

Moving just downstairs sounds like it’s no big deal, but it’s still moving. The amount of crap I’ve collected since I moved in, nine years ago, is just stupid. At least I got some use out of my habit of never throwing away shopping bags.

So, packing up stuff, throwing away junk, and moving in to a new apartment. I didn’t get much writing done.

A Nightmare In Reused Words

That said, I had to go to Dublin yesterday to collect my passport from the Swedish consulate, and that gave me some much needed writing time. Coffee shop. Pub. Train. Another pub.

Tired from travel, and a bit woozy from pints, I set about writing what would turn out to be a nightmare. My beta reader had suggested that perhaps Alene should feel a bit more haunted and angsty about the events at the end of the previous book. She shouldn’t just shrug them off and move on, even if that might be a healthier option.

So, nightmare it is.

I shan’t say it felt good writing it, but it felt like I wrote something good – but perhaps that was just the beer. The nightmare brings out things that happened in the previous book, and I was able to enhance that by using quotes copied from it. Things that other characters said to Alene came back to haunt her.

The reader will, hopefully, remember at least some of the words and put one and one together. They’ll also know what happened later, and I think this context will help create a very powerful effect. I don’t know for sure that I’m pulling it off, but it felt right (and horribly wrong), and it’s going to be very interesting to see how it goes down.

Quotes of the Week

I also finished a few other scenes, and I’ve got some new quotes to share:

This isn’t actually from the nightmare, but rather from an earlier scene. It’s often said that we’re the main characters in the stories of our lives. I fully believe this to be true, but I also believe that we sometimes end up being the bad guy in someone else’s story – whether we want to or not, or are even aware of it. I know it’s happened to me, and it’s probably happened to you too.
This may sound like it’s some kind of profound statement on the nature of life and struggles, but it’s really just a practical observation. If you’ve got too much light behind you, it’s difficult for your eyes to penetrate the darkness. When it’s the other way around, and there’s darkness all around, you can see light from much further away.

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