Connective tissue

A work night tonight. My task now is to cut my previous draft into pieces and reassemble, filling in the blanks that emerge as I go.

The blanks can get pretty big.

The piece I'm working on right now concerns itself with a tabloid television story and one of those famous combative interviews. It's not an easy thing to pull off in a believable way. You may scoff, but I've actually turned to clips of Corey Delaney (thankyou Crikey!) to get a feel for how an interview can really head South (although I can't employ that schoolmarmish interviewer technique).

It's the kind of thing that seems like a good idea when you throw it down in notes, but bloody hard to get the final language perfectly nuanced. Words like nuanced, for example, are complete anathema, as would be anathema.

I'm not huge on throwing newly minted text up here, the urge to immediately rip it back from the blog is too great, but I'll think about throwing this part up, at least to get an idea of the anatomy of a scene like this: switching between a narrative of two people watching TV and the stuff that is actually airing.

I don't like to make things easy for myself, obviously.