Saturday, July 21, 2018

My structure

The novel is structured into four parts Out of context, I realize this makes no sense but to me, and in the context of the story, it's like the musical soundtrack to the novel. And I like hearing the full symphony even as I struggle with putting in the small parts.

This is the stage where it is really getting fun to write this. Main problem ahead: not sure I have the chops to write part four but I already have a plan to fake it.


PART ONE

I grow old … I grow old …
I shall wear the bottoms of my trousers rolled.
T. S. Eliot




PART TWO

Death, Thy Rhythmic Lover
E. E. Cummings




PART THREE

And death shall have no dominion.
Dead men naked they shall be one
With the man in the wind and the west moon;
Dylan Thomas



PART FOUR

O sweet spontaneous earth
E. E. Cummings



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