I'm nearing the end of my first draft. That's good news, because my editor wants to see it in a couple of weeks. Nothing like a deadline to push me over the finish line!
This book has been fun to write. Sometimes, writing requires gnashing of teeth. Not this time. The conflict is built in, the struggle is real. Take, for example, your Scarlett O'Haras versus your Melanie Hamiltons. (Funny side note, I couldn't remember Melanie's name, so I checked Imdb to look it up and she's buried WAY DOWN on the cast members. Mm-hmm. Case in point.) Complicated or conflicted characters are vastly more interesting.
I'm currently writing "the climax." When the bad things happen. Generally, this is difficult for me, because I prefer the "fiddle-de-dee" approach. Why do bad things have to happen? Well, it would be a pretty boring book if they didn't. Reaching this point in the writing always means a slow-down for me. Where do we go from here? I don't want to rush to the ending, but I also hate drawing out the agony. As an author, I want to draw the reader into what's happening, so if I say, "She had a car accident, but she's okay," it becomes a non-event. There needs to be crashing of metal and breaking of glass and seeing stars as heads connect with windows. In this instance, there also needs to be response. Will this result in someone else being killed because now attention is divided as a result of the injury rather than chasing the bad guy? (This, and more, coming in a book to be released next year!)
So I'm plotting. Making notes. Plodding? Yes, because I don't like to dwell on "bad things," but they are a necessary evil. I'm also excited to finish, because there are many things that need to be addressed in the second draft.
On a side note, I reached out to one of my resources to "get it right" and got an unexpected "hug." Virtual, mind you, but when people are kind enough to compliment my writing, it feels just as real. I'd given him a gift copy of the last book he helped me with, and of course there's the "I'll read it {mumble, mumble, mumble}. I know. On Vacation!" I've heard that enough times that I don't expect much, but turns out he actually did read it on vacation. Not promptly, mind you, but he read it, nonetheless. And he was "so impressed." He doesn't understand how people can just create entire worlds and stories in their heads. Welp, that's kind why I do what I do. Because I can. I thanked him for his time this go round, and he said, "No, thank you for writing such a good book!" (The Jane Doe Ghost, in case you're wondering.) He also left me a review, more feedback for my soul that motivates me to keep writing. In this month where we celebrate things we are thankful for, I'm thankful for readers I can connect with.










