1500+ words today. Book III is out of its sulks (I hope, forever) and moving forward with some impulsion. Apparently yesterday’s long, leisurely drive back from a speaking gig, taking little tiny back roads and navigating by sun and the lay of the land, unkinked something…or the scribbled notes I’ve been making finally came together, or…something.
You might think that being in real spring while writing in story-winter would be confusing, but it’s not. I can see characters’ breath smoking in the cold air, smell the woodsmoke from the kitchen, etc. Never mind that the real woodsmoke is from someone having bulldozed every tree off a plot and started burning the debris…debris that was grass, trees, shrubs, etc…grump. ANYway. Story’s moving. Just thought you’d like to know.
Comment by Adam Baker — April 27, 2010 @ 9:16 pm
Onward and Upward! haha Glad to hear that the doldrums have been defeated and your making progress again. Did you beat the Plot Daemon into submission and get him to fall into line? Or have things just been fought to a short & tenuous draw?
Comment by elizabeth — April 27, 2010 @ 9:34 pm
I would never beat up on the Plot Daemon–he’s my biggest helper.
No, he’s just fired up the boilers and pushed that thing–the one they always show on old movies about ships–to full ahead or something like that. I have shouted “Thank you” down the speaking tube and got “Watch yer steerin, ye daft idiot!” back up.