Currently I’m working on characters and plots for this new project, trying to create a complex dynamic of several interweaving together. Currently I’ve got 7 – 8 plot lines, mainly following individual characters, plus a handful more secondary characters who will inevitably be involved. So now I’ve realised I can’t just call it The Falconer’s Apprentice anymore, because the falconer’s apprentice and his story is only one of the many plots!
Oh well, at some point I’ll invent a new working title, but I’ll stick to this one until then!
In other news, I’m currently battling a cold. I don’t know about you, but when I’m ill I get obsessed over a couple specific things.
Thing #1 – Jumpers. Seriously. Every store I go into when I’m feeling ill and coughing and snotty, I have this need to buy warm jumpers. Even though I already own a good half dozen such items. It’s as if I’m thinking that just the right jumper would mean I’ll never be cold or ill again. This is a false premise.
Thing #2 – Tea. Oh tea, you are amazing. I drink so much tea in an attempt to warm up my insides, as if it could drown the evil germs. Die, you bastards.
Thing #3 – Soup. Soup is an amazing food, because it’s warm and liquidy like tea, only it has all the calorific and nutritional content of real food. Amazing. So amazing, I’ve sent the Husband out to get me some. Maybe he can get me a new jumper while he’s out.
I’ve also found a new thing to be obsessed over, though, thanks to our new house: FIRE. And I don’t mean in a pyromaniacal fashion, not really (wuahaha). We have a wood burning stove here, which goes at least some ways toward making up for not having either central heating or double glazing (it’s cold in here, needless to say). Being warm is a thing of the distant summer, so sitting next to a roaring fire is bliss.
Especially when in a jumper, sipping tea and eating soup.