Saturday, January 1, 2011

You Cannot Fight the Elfman

Okay, Brain. You've wallowed in the darkness of our novel's ending for a few days now. You've added an extra layer of misery to every character. You've brought the depths of despair into our real life.

To you, I say, "Enough!"

I'm whipping out the Edward Scissorhands soundtrack!

Yep. Yep. Try to fight that.

The beginning of the novel has a lot of misery, too. Remember? But it also has magic. We need that magic.

Listen... Listen to Danny Elfman's twinkly, sparkly, billowing score and take us back to the beginning. Take us to that rutted dirt road leading to the Mortimer Woods. And let the rewrite begin.

(With luck, my preoccupation with the ending is an omen that I might actually reach said ending by this time next year. Or it may be because of the date. Terrible things happen on New Years Eve 1969/70. Or maybe George Harrison is still acting uptight and telling me, "My songs are at the end of the book, man.")

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