So I've been spending a pleasant day at work...not really doing much work. I mean there is only so much you can do to stretch 3 calls for 6 hours especially if all they are is password resets. I've also noticed that msn has less people on it on Sunday.
So instead I've been writing on one of my stories and trying to describe a sport/artform that I rather admire but am very certain I could never perform; Parcours or Freerunning. My own performance at this is more due to lack of physical fitness than any ability. I know my reflexes are good enough but I'm not stupid enough to think I'm strong enough to do half of what they do.
Anyway I spent my morning plotting out how to cross a city by any means possible and at very high speed. To help me with this I've been watching Banlieue 13 or District 13 to give it it's English name. (On a side note it bothers me that the disk did not have an option to watch the French with French subtitles - Paying attention to two languages at once just distracts me). It certainly helped show what you can and can't do and how to ensure things work out. That part is the easy bit. The hard part is taking this very visual thing and describing a full pelt mad cap rush through a city in words. Now I've read a lot of books and I've written quite a bit but boy this is tricky.
It's not a case of just saying they moved from building to building. It's explaining how they put feet to the wall, scramble for grip, scuttle up a pipe, before vaulting a fence and dropping themselves off the other side, legs bending and absorbing the fall. It's fast, it's dangerous and you only stay safe when your mind is several steps ahead and it's proving to be a challenge to write. A fun one, but still a challenge.
So instead I've been writing on one of my stories and trying to describe a sport/artform that I rather admire but am very certain I could never perform; Parcours or Freerunning. My own performance at this is more due to lack of physical fitness than any ability. I know my reflexes are good enough but I'm not stupid enough to think I'm strong enough to do half of what they do.
Anyway I spent my morning plotting out how to cross a city by any means possible and at very high speed. To help me with this I've been watching Banlieue 13 or District 13 to give it it's English name. (On a side note it bothers me that the disk did not have an option to watch the French with French subtitles - Paying attention to two languages at once just distracts me). It certainly helped show what you can and can't do and how to ensure things work out. That part is the easy bit. The hard part is taking this very visual thing and describing a full pelt mad cap rush through a city in words. Now I've read a lot of books and I've written quite a bit but boy this is tricky.
It's not a case of just saying they moved from building to building. It's explaining how they put feet to the wall, scramble for grip, scuttle up a pipe, before vaulting a fence and dropping themselves off the other side, legs bending and absorbing the fall. It's fast, it's dangerous and you only stay safe when your mind is several steps ahead and it's proving to be a challenge to write. A fun one, but still a challenge.