When I posted my character list, I mentioned a major upset in my plot. What happened exactly?
Well, to put it allegorically, I need to digress and describe the kitchen and pantry arrangements at the lodge.
We do not have a large kitchen—it’s barely large enough for four people to buzz around on a busy evening. Thus, we have to store most of the food downstairs in our pantry, a fridge, two upright freezers, and three chest freezers. The lodge also has no space for a staircase, so we can only get downstairs by going outside and down the back stairs.
One morning earlier this week, after a rainy night, I slipped on the stairs as I was carrying a crate of eggs down to the fridge. I skated down three or four steps on my heels, caught myself, and skated down the remaining three steps. I landed upright still holding the crate of eggs.
Let’s just say I tried the same stunt with my story. I dropped the eggs.
I still don’t know how to clean up the mess.
It doesn’t help that I’m working from 7 am until 8 p.m. with only a couple hours off in the afternoon. It also doesn’t help that during my off time, I can putter through any number of small jobs, emails, and other miscellanies without accomplishing much. So, while I have told you much in the last few weeks about my work here at the lodge, I am unable to tell you what happens next in Areaex. I'm starting to feel lonely and out of touch—I haven't talked to my characters in three weeks!
Maybe if everyone scolds me, then I will put everything else aside in desperation and actually figure out what to do with the story?
Oh, and we have an small upstairs pantry too. I was clearing out vases and other knickknacks this morning to wash the top shelf when I reached up and grabbed this thing: