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This crazy little thing called writing

Writing versus love. This is where Queen and I don’t go in the same direction. Their crazy little thing’s called love, mine’s called writing.

In a galaxy far, far away I started writing Naked Crow 7. I knew what it would be about, figured out some of the extra story-lines and set off towards the distant planet of Arrakis, because the spice must flow. Anyone familiar with the Dune-books by Frank Herbert knows what I am talking about.

Unfortunately, by the time I got to chapter 11 I began having some doubts. Was this spice or just some cheap cinnamon knock-off?

Dune SandwormAfter writing some more, it became more and more clear to me that the basic idea of Naked Crow 7 was good, but that something was off. It was as if C3P0 and R2D2 had travelled to the Dune world and were fighting Sand Worms, instead of the  Fremen of Arrakis handling that job (as depicted here to your and my right).

Come in chapter 12 of Naked Crow 7. The feeling of “nope” had taken on the size of an actual Sand Worm by now, so I decided to trace back through the story, locate which wormhole (no, not a Sand Worm Hole!) had opened and from where that was leaking oddities and inconsistencies. As I went back further I got other ideas for the story. Better ideas. Ideas that… well… more or less made is clear that everything I’d written before the third paragraph in the first chapter was still okay…

WasteSo this is where the other bits of text ended.

In the bucket.

91 pages of writing gone poof.

But not to worry: they will be replaced by 91 (and more) pages that do work.

Sometimes it happens that a bit of text is scrapped. Sometimes it’s a big bit. Like this. But I would rather rewrite the whole shebang than present you with an inferior story that’s not even consistent everywhere.

 

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