Wednesday, November 08, 2006
6 am and 77 degrees.
The trades are back again thank goodness.
My theme is the eagle ray. A composite fish-human-bird face that tends to give it a sulky appearance, wide, sweeping wings and a spotted body reminiscent of the artist Pollack.
Here in Hawaii they are benign graceful creatures that float overhead or hunt in the sand beneath.
I am thinking of them in my editing process.
Page by page seeing where my characters come alive and where they fall flat. Seeing where my story glides only superficially across what transpires in my narrative. I have to find those places and make them real. Expand them. Make them whole.
It is difficult but insightful. It shows me how I write. Soaring. Skimming. Rapidly covering ground.
That is the first draft and maybe the second.
But now it is time to restrain the tendencies of a lifetime.
To adapt to a new strategy in order to survive.