Before life kicked me off the writing wagon in January, I was making good progress with volume 2. I had 113,000 words down – success! Later on I realized that a good junk of that might end up in volume 3. I also realized that I’d have rewrite a large portion because while the plot was exactly as I wanted, the characters had gotten away from me; their interactions and such. They weren’t who I wanted them to be – not Rukh or Jessira or anyone from volume 1 but new characters. I have to alter these new characters so events in volume 3 have more emotional resonance.
Well, now I’m back to writing, and I thought I’d ease myself into it by editing what I’ve already written. It was quite a relief to find that what I’d already written for volume 2 wasn’t crap, and only needed minor changes. But small changes make for a much better book. I’ve gotten rid of extraneous words (I’m a horrible over-writer) and as a result, the narrative flow is much smoother.
My editing is motoring along, and I have now reached the parts where I’ll have to start rewriting scenes. It won’t be too bad (fingers crossed).
It’s a beautiful day here in North Carolina.
Hope everyone has a wonderful Easter!
Zombies are very popular right now.
I love The Walking Dead, and I laughed at the inappropriate gallows humor of Zombieland. I’ve even seen three or four of the Resident Evil movies. And, of course, there’s the George Romero zombie movies.
Someday I’d even like to work zombies into a novel.
But despite my fascination with zombies, if the zombie apocalypse were to actually happen, I wouldn’t want to survive it. I’d rather just be one of the first people to pass away quietly.
Strange thoughts for a Thursday night.
Opening day for the Reds (the world’s oldest baseball team)! Still a great day, even if they lost.
Wait. What’s that you say?
They lost 1-0.
I wish I could watch Penguins of Madagascar whenever I wanted.
On the same day I passed 2000 sales (yay!), I also got my first 1-star rating on Amazon. I think there’s a lesson in there about humility and gratitude.
Our newest cat, Toby, is a pest. We can’t get him to understand boundaries; boundaries like staying off the kitchen counters. Yesterday was no different. I caught him on the counter, licking clean a large ladle.
I couldn’t be too mad at him, though. The food was Indian, and Toby likes his food spicy.
He is an Indian cat, after all.
I don’t like daylight savings time.
The title of the post is lifted from my youngest son. He’ll get a thought in his little noggin and say something like, “It wonders me why the sky is blue?”
Love that phrasing.
I’m still stuck in the Purgatory of studying for my Boards, but there is a small ray of hope. While I don’t want to write new material-I shudder to think what I might write in my current state-I do think I can edit some of the 90,000 words of book 2 that I’ve written so far.
Next item of business: song lists. A lot of authors let readers know what they listen to when they write, so I thought what the heck. I’ll do the same. I like a lot of things, but when I’m writing battles, I gravitate toward this kind of music
Heard it first on The Walking Dead.