It’s going to be hard sitting in my office today, but the threatened rain is going to help. Hopefully it’s going to be warm enough I can open a window. The sound of rain, like crickets, is always conducive to work. And thanks to Guy and my agent, I am tired and cranky this morning. They combined to put a bug of an idea in my bonnet, which made sleep difficult. Mulled, and weighed, and finally threw the idea out as unworkable at about two in the morning before falling asleep, but it did spark another that I will be taking a solid, paper look at today. Last night was not a waste of time by any stretch of the imagination, and I’m thankful for both my agent and husband for the muse-fule. A paper look means that it’s already passed the is-this-going-to-make-Rachel-grow test, and unfortunately despite being shiny and attractive, and a whole lot of fun, the idea I was mulling over last night did nothing for Rachel’s character growth. But the idea it spawned did.
And so the plot bunnies burn.
I’ll be working on plotting today, seeing if my new rock of an idea has a diamond in it or if it’s just a rock. But even if it’s just a rock, that doesn’t mean it’s worthless. Rocks are great for breaking glass houses.