I’m setting up quite an ambitious scene today, where I reassure the main character that she doesn’t die climbing the scary tower. “So, let me get this straight,” she says back, you made me scared of heights then wrote me climbing this tower with my skirts unfeasibly tucked up, just so I can be scared?” “No, it’s part of the story. This heightens the dream sequence, because you’re going to fly in the dream.” “Great. I’m loving this gig more and more.”
