September 17th, 2008

woods, Elizabeth, camera, April

Nose to the Grindstone

2677 words so far today.

Revelations (to me now, and to the characters later) are coming thick and fast as hailstones in a hailstorm.  Or perhaps more's like realizing that "rock" in the water is a crocodile's nostrils, and once you see that, you can begin to see more and more of the croc.   Backstory is propagating as fast or faster than what's going on in the text itself.

This is the part I absolutely love, when writing meets discovery.

Why this part of this story decided to write itself to Smetana's  The Bartered Bride, especially Act I,  I don't know.  (I don't know why the final battle scene in Victory Conditions needed Bach's Magnificat and the Vivaldi Gloria, either.)  All these are energizing music for me, but why this one and not that at a given time--I dunno.  Nor do I know whether the character in whose POV I've been working the past week  is the one who drew out this music, or another one.  

It's annoying that I've misplaced one of my CD cases, because I also need (and it's there where I can't find it) some Beethoven.  I can almost-but-not-quite hear it clear enough in my head not to need the actual sound.  (One of the piano sonatas, one particular movement.)  

woods, Elizabeth, camera, April

80 acres: new species

Yesterday's camera-walk was productive in places--the continued drought means the fall flowers are mostly delayed, but the kidneywood, Eysenhardtia texana, has flowered in response to the rain a couple of weeks ago.  Yesterday it was populated by gray hairstreak butterflies, a large black wasp, a subadult jumping spider, and this:


This is a tiny clearwing moth, less than an inch long.  The "tailfeathers" must have a purpose, but whether it's as a horizontal stabilizer in flight, or fanning pheromones around, I don't know.  Nor do I have this critter's ID yet.

Also on yesterday's discovery menu was a small brown and cream moth (didn't get a good shot), a jumping spider with a red heart on its back (but I think if a spider "hearts" you, it's not a good thing) and this longhorn beetle:


It reminds me of a beetle I photographed mating back in 2005, but the antennae here are definitely longer.  (Edit--additional info.  This is the same beetle, Sphaenothecus bivitatta.  ID thanks to an entomology listserv I'm on and a very good image at Tex-Ento's website.  That makes sense; it's the right time of year for this fellow.)