Still Plugging Away
This Christmas season has taken a huge toll on my writing schedule. My brain has been busy, I just haven’t been able to spend much time on the computer. I’m sure that the police department would be thrilled to know that I’ve written dialogue while driving down the street. But in my defense, when you finally figure something out, you need to get it written down right away or it’s out of your mind, never to be found again. And believe me, that is incredibly distressing.
The rewrites are going well, though. Of course, they are turning out to be much more complicated than Isabella and I originally thought. We stupidly thought that we could tear the original book apart and reorder things. What we didn’t think about, of course, was that each of the characters are approaching each scene from a different perspective and they all have different agendas.
Ava will be gratified to know that I am actually having a bit of fun with these rewrites. She browbeat me into this for the longest time and, begrudgingly, I took this mountain of work on. It’s much better for it.
I don’t know if I’ve said it to you lately, but I’d never get this done without the help of my sisters.
Thank you.
I can’t tell you how many times I’ve been driving, or doing some other activity, when I’ve thought out a scene and/or dialogue to perfection, then later, when I was actually at the keyboard, I couldn’t get it back. I would give anything to have something like a DVR for my trains of thought. Wouldn’t that be a marvelous invention? Of course, there would be people who would abuse it, repeating all their mundane thoughts for everyone, like they do on Facebook, but still, I’d give anything to get some of those streams of consciousness back.
Your sisters love you!