That scene was “okay” by my estimation for a first draft. It would definitely improve with a rewrite. I’ll have to sit on it and see if it is worth pursuing further. Believe it or not, that is only the first of seven scenes I’d plotted out yesterday.

I should maybe explain “scenes” to me, which are probably not what other people mean by “scenes”. I tend to see the endpoint of a scene being that place where the focus in the story shifts, rather than a wholesale change of characters or backdrop. But you can guess that this chapter, if written, would probably be about 5,000-10,000 words long if every scene is about equal length.

I had intended for it to be somewhat lighter in flavor than the bulk of the story, but I surprised myself with the absurdity of certain elements. I wasn’t trying to force the absurdities, but as I wrote, the whole idea of consulting a corpse in a legal disagreement seemed silly. And then I realized that a resurrected corpse might not appreciate being quizzed about legal matters. Nor did the outlining include revealing what killed our corpse — it just kind of happened as I wrote. I suppose there are worse ways to go…

Anyway — Tucker is about as tired and burn out as I expected. He wants to move up in the world of necromancy, not feel chained by it — and he feels no one appreciates his skills in this out-of-the-way town between nowhere and no place.

So on and so forth. Blah Blah Blah.

We’ll see if I like it enough to return to it after I’ve had a think on the matter.

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