More jottings from notebooks: this was a note for the story that eventually became ‘Duck Race’. I was just writing down any random thing with the word duck. It didn’t get used, and looking at it now, I can’t remember what “seeing that” vs “seeing as” means, other than the duck can also be seen as the rabbit.
I’m not a great planner when writing, it’s more like a soup of ideas and half thoughts (or much smaller fractions) stirred until something bubbles up. ‘Duck Race’ in its final form was about a woman visited by her ex and his pregnant wife. An early version had started off (in my head) as a story about two sisters, both living as neighbours in Tyneside flats, one of them downstairs and spinsterish, the other in the larger upstairs flat with kids and a husband.
Now I’m writing it down here, it still sounds like a workable premise. Maybe I’ll return to it one day. I’m trying to think of how the story morphed from two sisters into a woman and her ex, but I cannot trace the steps back. I am fascinated by sister-sibling rivalry (I have no sisters) but the relationship between the two women changed, in the way characters just do sometimes.
They had different names too. Grace and Marisol. The location remained the same. The ducks came later. There were never any rabbits.