Monday revised

About 20 to 9 on a bright Feb. morning. Spring is in the air--I finally got the story for Monday III into a shape I can respect! This damn comic has been on my bbackburner for two years now. I have outlined, plotted, written, ripped, rewritten...filled notebooks with notes. But, as with the Grand Unified theory of physics, there were always holes, and the holes would bring down the edifice. And the more I rewrote, the harder it became, because each version had a scene or two that I didn't want to lose. But I needed a plot that flowed naturally, that DEVELOPED, not a choppy sequence of scenes.

See, the thing has to work dramatically, each character (Adam, Eve and God--the snake isn't in this one) has to develop. Plus there's a certain philosophical argument I'm trying to develop. It's got to build to a good climax, a dramatic reversal. And it's got to develop visually, too: tho this one's talky, I don't want static "talking heads" scenes.

So, last week and this, I finally forced myself to sit down and concentrate. Inevitably when I try to do this I'm at my most distractable. I become suddenly interested in reading the tag on my jacket. I become restless and have to take many walks around the block. But there's a reason for this, I think. When it comes to solving plot problems, the subconcious needs to do some of the work. If the plotting is left entirely to the rational mind, the result might be something that technically works, but doesn't flow. The words but not the melody. I've got to continually trick the conscious mind, distract it with baubles, so the subconscious can work on the melody.

Or maybe I'm just a lazy, undisciplined bastard.