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Rewrites suck


It's always so much easier to write things in the first place. Not easy, exactly, but easier. Of course, the problem is that the ideas for the new stuff don't stop when I'm struggling to fix the old stuff. (I've only managed to get to the point where Joe's found Stephanie, dammit)

 

So, while I struggle, have the last few pages of the thing that likely comes next. And all I need now is everything that comes before it. It's going to have to be pretty good, since there's definitely no happily ever after in this one.

 

(And is naming the protagonist's main foil "Devon Xavier Machina" too un-subtle? I'm not sure)

 

Michael sat, wincing with the discomfort and the reminder of the night before. He just stared, looking at his desk. Nice enough wood, though not impressive like the partners had, it had three piles of manila folders on one side, a nicely functional computer with a sleek black LCD screen on the other. A half-used yellow legal pad sat dead center, a Cross pen laying on top of it.

 

He'd been at the firm for over six months, and the only trace of him he could see was the framed picture of Anne. He snorted, and pitched it in the trash, taking a small pleasure in the sounds of the glass shattering.

 

They were through. She'd sold him out to Devon, without even thinking about it. The sell-out hadn't surprised him that much. The man was preternaturally charming. She hadn't even tried to resist. That was the kicker. Not even a little. He could forgive the betrayal. But not the eagerness.

 

He was supposed to do whatever Devon asked. Richard had made it clear at the beginning, no doubt at Dev's prodding. The alternative was that he was fired, fired so hard that any law firm worth a damn wouldn't even take him on as a client, let alone hire him. Richard assumed that left him with no choice.

 

Richard was wrong.

 

The pen wasn't his, but he took it anyway. Spoils of war, or payment for services rendered, it didn't really matter. He stood, squared his shoulders and tugged his jacket. It was the end. Decorum seemed in order.

 

The decision gave him more strength than he thought. The other junior lawyers had always given him a hard time about his reserve, but now he was anything but. Standing tall, he radiated purpose and confidence as he strode down the wood-paneled corridors and up the stairs that took him to the top floor of the suite. Up and into the realm of the partners.

 

"Nora," he said with a nod. She was Richard's gatekeeper. He knew that now, recognized it on a level he'd never known existed. If she didn't want him to pass he wouldn't. He didn't have that much power.

 

"Mister Wetherbie was asking after you, Mister Lexington," she said. There was acknowledgement in her voice. Just barely, but it was there. That surprised him. It was more than some of the other partners got from her.

 

"Is he in? I only need a moment," Michael said.

 

"He's in with Mister Machina."

 

It was sheer force of will that kept Michael from reacting. "Good," he said. She didn't challenge him as he walked past, into Richard's office.

 

He'd only been in there once, the day he was hired. The office was as richly appointed as he remembered. Bookshelves made of mahogany, stained a rich brown and polished to gleaming lined the walls. The carpeting was hunter green with a subtle pattern picked out in gold. A few overstuffed leather chairs were scattered around. At the far end of the room was Richard's desk, a huge antique thing that dominated the room. Behind it were plate glass windows facing uptown, the Empire State and Chrysler buildings clearly visible.

 

The point of the room was to impress. He was that first time. He wasn't now.

 

Richard and Dev were off to the left, Devon slouching against the bookshelves looking artlessly beautiful. Richard was beaming, and gave Michael the impression of a well-dressed pig.

 

"Michael!" Richard said, as he entered. "We were just talking about you."

 

"Sir," Michael said, nodding at Richard. "Mister Machina."

 

"So formal," Devon said. A secret smile briefly flashed across his face. Richard missed it. Michael didn't.

 

"The firm is quite happy with the service that you've rendered, and so are some of our

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B1ue

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This is an ending? It seems more like a beginning to me. Or even a self-contained story in its own right.

Lucy Kemnitzer

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I agree. It looks like a beginning or a short piece of its own.

 

It's true that a person reading this wants to know how our guy -- a partner in a law firm? partner is a big big deal -- ends up being pimped to a client. But that feels like back story. What feels like a forward story is our guy going out and pursuing the rape charge. It's established that he thinks it will be hard to get representation. This Devon guy (yes, the name is over the top, and you might want to ditch it if you find that it doesn't work with the tone you're working with, but maybe the whole thing is over the top) may be the foil here, but our guy is going to end up with 1) the cop who takes his rape complaint: or 2)the lawyer who represents him in court and/or gets him a new job or 3) the cowboy down the road in the podunk little town he relocates to because it's the only place he can get a new job after the other guys mess him over, and who allies with him in solving some horrible problem there.

 

But what I really want to see? the werewolf one.

TheZot

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Ah, I knew I should've filled in the back story. :)

 

It is the end of the book, and Michael does let things go at that point. Dev had been trying for the whole thing to get into Michael's pants. He succeeded over Michael's protests, and in doing so lost what he was going for. Michael was mostly a willing participant, so it wasn't necessarily as bad as it might seem -- he's mostly furious that Dev didn't respect him saying stop. I've got most of the first chapter written as well, it's just the intermediate bits that need filling in. (And did I mention that Devon was inspired by the song "I can't decide" by the Scissor Sisters? I think I forgot, though the way his character developed it isn't obvious. Personally I blame Russel Davies, but that's just me)

 

It's not helping that the second book is a lot more solid for me -- after writing the end, most of the second book is pretty clear. I just need to work out the non-character-driven part of the plot, but that, I think, can be fairly thin.

 

Ah, well, maybe I'll work on the werewolf book instead, even if the bit I posted didn't actually come from its sequel. Or second half. Not sure, I suppose it depends on how long the first bits are.

 

Dammit, I need more time! Being independently wealthy would make things ever so much easier...

B1ue

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Don't feel too constrained with stories needing strict beginning-middle-ends if you don't feel like writing the middle right away. If the second book is calling your name, write the second book, and slap what you have and a few paragraphs in connecting text on as a prologue.

 

Do you really need to explore the whole saga of Devon's exploitation of Michael if another story line seems more compelling to you?

TheZot

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It's not necessary, I suppose, I'm just not sure I'm good enough to pull off if the readers don't have the backing of the first book. I may give it a shot and see what it looks like, though -- the characters are more compelling to write after they're broken than before, that's for sure.

Lucy Kemnitzer

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It's not necessary, I suppose, I'm just not sure I'm good enough to pull off if the readers don't have the backing of the first book. I may give it a shot and see what it looks like, though -- the characters are more compelling to write after they're broken than before, that's for sure.

 

What happens in the second book? Is it Michael and Devon again? Because if they're going to have a story after this scene, that's a more interesting story. If they go off and do not have stories with each other, this is definitely an interesting story ending.

 

Something has to be broken before a story can start. (even if the telling starts before the breaking) A whole egg makes no chicks. Or omelets.

TheZot

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Yeah, the second book (Or, since it's the one I'm actually writing, the first, I guess) takes place a few years later. The first is one of those traditional heroic tragedies -- in resolving the plot, of which there was no sign in the bit I posted, the protagonists ultimately lose in winning. Dev loses Michael, and Michael loses his life, such as it was, the result of a relationship with a significant power imbalance. (The stories are dark modern fantasies, and Dev does pretty much live up to his name)

 

The second book takes place a few years later, and things have changed. Dev's lost some of his power, at least in the relationship with Michael (or he would if there was one, which there isn't at the start), and Michael's in a much better position than he was.

 

Still a fair amount of tragedy and betrayal going around, but that's OK, it adds spice. :)

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