Losing My Mind
Just waiting for my little netbook to fire up…trying to fit in some work during the kid’s fencing class. Mr. Fred should get some sort of badge of honor for not throttling any of the 8 preteens with swords.
Tuesdays are jump rope club and early dinner, fast and furious homework and Daddy waiting patiently to get picked up from work.
Okay. Looks like Scrivener and my computer have kissed and made up….better get to it.
Okay. I must have been in some kind of hazy NaNoWriMo fever last November 30th when I clicked save and counted myself as “done” with the first draft. The last third (more like the second half) of my novel has too many scanty placeholder pages instead of meaty chapters.
Pages like these: (I have inserted spoiler blockers where necessary.)
This is the part where Jen & Michael ______ via ______.
This is the part where the truth about______ is revealed to ______. Lots of tears, angst. Light bulbs.
MF’s Friends discover ________.
MF’s film opens in LA. The see each other again?
Next time, I am writing my novel backwards. I will fawn over the end first, feeding it enough to make it fat & happy while I still have enough brain cells. Crap.
The plot’s there. I just neet to fill it all out. I think I will pretend it’s a series and now I have to work in earnest on Book 2 and send Book 1 out for a Beta read……Ok, that’s what I’ll do. Onward. Frick.
Just now while working on edits to my WIP Big in Britain, it occurred to me that when Jennifer and Michael have their first interview the reader doesn’t know how he knows who she is and frankly I don’t know either. Scary. How could I have missed that? Eh, nobody’s perfect. On the bright side (because that’s how I roll) this means I get to write a new scene which is fun because all I’ve been doing is edits lately…..Okay. That’s all. Back to work.