Welcome to Mystery Monday. This week, instead of continuing with Harajuku Kiss, I decided to change mystery novel. I have a WIP called Murder at the Conference, following the same characters as in Harajuku Kiss. It's not finished and nowhere near finishing, it only reached the 50k limit of a NaNoWrimo win and I haven't touched it for years. It's a sequel to Harajuku Kiss in a way that it is set after that story but it's also self standing. I'm not really sure what to do with it because at the end of the 50k words, the murder has just occurred which means this whole part is a lot of my main character rambling like you know she can. Still it was fun to write so why not put it here and see if I can get motivated to figure out who the murderer is and how he did it at some point in time.
Strangely, I wrote it chapter by chapter so far (normally I cut my chapters once I have at least a first draft) so we can start at the beginning on chapter 1.
Chapter 1
I was trying to look at
my screen, fixing the last details of my poster, making sure that all
the boxes was aligned. That's one of the problem when you make a
poster with latex. Even with a template, you had to play around with
the boxes to make sure that they all actually fit just right because
the text never really fit the template. There was also the problem of
the border, the text fit just inside the boxes with no real gap all
around so she had to put an extra box all around to make sure it
looked pretty. That might sound a bit fastidious for some, but I
liked it, it gives the poster something more, something Power Point
didn't give. Of course power point was clear and precise but somehow
it looked a bit artificial. I wanted something more, something
homemade, something that I had to work for, checking every single
little details because it also helped to stop typos and to make sure
you had the right captions and scale for your graphs to be
understood. Plus it looks like me, it was who I was, presented on the
poster on the top of a presentation of her research. I wanted it to
be different and to cry, look at me. That's why the background was
purple. Because it didn't take that much ink seeing that I had big
box of text and graphs on top of it and because nobody ever made a
purple poster, it was just me. I had noticed it the first time when
my PhD supervisor mentioned it was funny, fine but different, then
there was no other poster like that at the conference. It was catchy.
The people would come to my poster, I would talk the poster session
through and dry. Normally, there had always been another PhD student
or a friend to bring me some drinks, but I was a postdoc now. I
wasn't sure who would be there and I wonder if Christa knew about the
drying part of the poster session. Maybe we should make a plan.
That was if Christa ever stopped walking back and forth in front of
her computer.
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