I will be taking a break from the Drama Box tomorrow, so happy Thanksgiving to those of you who celebrate. I plan on enjoying some time in the kitchen starving myself so I can then stuff myself on chicken, stuffing, potatoes and gravy, green bean casserole, and pie. Not sure what kind of pie. Maybe I’ll make pretzels instead. (laugh) Or Guy’s favorite volcano cookies . . . Mmmm. This has possibilities.
I won’t be taking part in Friday’s shopping, but I’ll probably get out Saturday or Sunday. However . . . if you are going out, stop in at the bookstore for your calendar and check out the mass market for WHITE WITCH, BLACK CURSE. It hit the shelves yesterday in a big way. (grin) My aunt and uncle down in Florida made a special trip in to town for it, and I’m sooo glad it was on the shelf for them. Not only on the shelf, but on a display at the front of the store. Whoo-hoo! If you’ve been waiting for the mass market, you can get a sneak peak at it before you pick one up. Harper has made the first seven chapters (I think) available on line. Check it out! Read the first few chapters.
Anyway, knowing I’d be taking tomorrow off, I put in some long hours yesterday and pulled in 19 pages, which is a little more than I am comfortable doing in one day. (ten pages of dialog for those who are interested) It was fun, though, and I got wrapped up in the drama. Rachel got depressed, which is unusual for her and I had to follow this thought as I wanted to know why. So I went with it, and dug a little deeper. Stuff came out of my dialog, much less my original one-page chapter synopsis, that I didn’t expect, and I loved it. It had been building for about two books, and finally came to a head. Timing is everything.
Did I expect it? Yes and no. You can ‘t plan for stuff like that, but if you’re listening to your inner writer, you probably know when something is coming. Let it simmer in the background, and when things fall into place, shove your outline aside and tackle it. In this case, it worked beautifully, dovetailing into the next chapter like it was, er, meant to be. Rachel doesn’t stay depressed very long. Once she figures out why she’s unhappy, she says to heck with it, gets mad, and takes action. Atta girl, Rachel.
Today I’ll take it a little slower, but the chapter I’m working on is going to be fun–a short cat-and-mouse transitional chapter. ;-) For you NaNoWriMos out there, I’m at 35,400, and about 115 pages. I really doubt I can write 14600 words in three days. (laugh) My average is 3-4 thousand. But it’s going to be close. Now. If only I was done. I’ve got 100,000 more words to go . . .