There was a local NaNoWriMo group "write-in" today, which I joined in with for an hour or... err... five? Anyway, the new scene I added to "Catherine" clocked in at 790 words, while the total word count for "Eleanor" went up by 700 (albeit 400 of those were dialogue lifted verbatim from the earlier story). I think I'll claim that as 1100 words today, then.
A little filling in is needed for today's snippet. In one of the bits I didn't quote in July there is mention of a machine that plays back other people's memories. In the section I wrote between Pico's, Catherine and Tara got to see that machine. For anyone who remembers any of "Archivist" (my Pico project in 2006, 2007 and 2011) the same machine appears in that. This machine is what "Merrs" refers to.
Tara nodded thoughtfully. "They always send someone to talk to your parents when you join the Cadets. I guess they have to make sure your folks are loyal too." "Yeah." Catherine wondered whether Tara really thought it was just the parents they were checking. "Did your folks mind that?" she asked. "No, they're good citizens, very law abiding. They always told me to be helpful to policemen and the like, so they'd have been really helpful to the fleet officers. What about yours? Your dad was a councillor, wasn't he?" What did she mean by that? Was she digging for dirt? "He was," Catherine admitted. "He seemed all right about the fleet visit." Tara leaned close and whispered. "Do you think the Merrs works on politicians?" Catherine frowned and stared at her. "What?" she asked, then added "Why not?"
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on 2012-11-03 10:47 pm (UTC)A little filling in is needed for today's snippet. In one of the bits I didn't quote in July there is mention of a machine that plays back other people's memories. In the section I wrote between Pico's, Catherine and Tara got to see that machine. For anyone who remembers any of "Archivist" (my Pico project in 2006, 2007 and 2011) the same machine appears in that. This machine is what "Merrs" refers to.
Tara nodded thoughtfully. "They always send someone to talk to your parents when you join the Cadets. I guess they have to make sure your folks are loyal too."
"Yeah." Catherine wondered whether Tara really thought it was just the parents they were checking. "Did your folks mind that?" she asked.
"No, they're good citizens, very law abiding. They always told me to be helpful to policemen and the like, so they'd have been really helpful to the fleet officers. What about yours? Your dad was a councillor, wasn't he?"
What did she mean by that? Was she digging for dirt? "He was," Catherine admitted. "He seemed all right about the fleet visit."
Tara leaned close and whispered. "Do you think the Merrs works on politicians?"
Catherine frowned and stared at her. "What?" she asked, then added "Why not?"