Things are. . . coming along. Day 8 and I've only been averaging about 500 words the last few days. Luckily the first couple days got me far enough ahead it hasn't been a huge issue. Hoping to pound out a bit before bed tonight. As pictured above I hung out and got to my daily minimum at the Flying M in Nampa. I absolutely adore this place and it would probably make me barf if I ever looked at how much money I've spent there.
I said it before and I'll say it again: Jonah is hard to write. He's depressing. He's never in a good mood. He's helpful but he's an asshole. Having a completely character driven story is FUCKING MISERABLE when you want your character to do something or learn something but they CAN'T because that's not how they work. They're assholes. They can't. It has to come SLOWLY and. . . ugh. It's always tempting to let him slip out of character so something will happen.
Following what is apparently suit, here's a few of his songs.
"Bukowski" by Modest Mouse.
- "It seems to me that every day turns out to be a little bit more like Bukowski and yeah I know he's a pretty good read but god, who'd wanna be such an asshole?" Jonah would. Jonah would want to be such an asshole.
"Ghouls" by We Are Scientists.
- "We all recognize that I'm the problem here. Can't help but feel attacked-- what's that supposed to mean? And no I won't relax or act like it's 'no big deal'."
"Videotape" by Radiohead.
- I don't know why but I decided at some point this was his favorite song. He relates to it without it hitting so close to home as to upset him.