Thursday, August 15, 2013
Last night Mighty Reader and I watched the 1942 Sherlock Holmes film "The Secret Weapon." I can't resist a Professor Moriarty story, you know. Though he seems a bit of a dope, so vain and easily manipulated by Holmes. The film ends with Holmes giving a bit of John Of Gaunt's speech from Act II of "Richard II." Very stirring. But that's not why I'm writing this post. I'm writing to note somewhere for my own records that I have reached the halfway point in the first draft of my own detective story, The Hanging Man. It seems to be working so far. At the end of Chapter Six, Patience Quince runs into the street to pursue her prime suspect. I've also worked a Flannery O'Connor reference into this chapter, which will recur at the end of Chapter Seven. What larks, Pip. What larks indeed. The draft is running longer than I expected. I figured I'd have about 30,000 words down at this point, but it's over 40,000. I don't know what's going on with that. Possibly I've learned to write in a less compressed prose style. Possibly I'm just digressing more. Possibly the chapters are more complex than my outline makes them look and it's just taking me longer to get from point A to point B than I'd planned. I don't know and it doesn't really matter. I merely remark upon the phenomenon. I also notice that I've abandoned chapter titles. I may add them later; chapter titles are fun, and are frequently an aid to misdirection of the reader, which is always important in a detective novel.