I don't have anything new to report about Mexico this morning (because I haven't looked online yet) so instead I'll talk about writing. If you recall, I received comments from my betas a couple weeks ago and was very excited to get started with my fourth draft. I'd done an exercise to help me develop a minor character into a major character, and I'd taken all kinds of notes to help me get started.
Then I didn't start.
I read a book on plotting (Plotting & Structure by James Scott Bell, part of the Write Great Fiction series) and that gave me a lot of ideas. I realized that I need to tighten my plot, develop my main character arc more fully, and give more depth to some minor characters.
But still I didn't write.
I've been taking notes over the past couple weeks when little ideas strike me. I worked out a way to keep a nice guy from looking too nice, too soon (everyone said he offered to help way too fast), and I decided to rob my MC. I've kept my little notepad (it's really just scrap paper stapled together) in front of me at all times so I can see my notes. I keep hoping a new scene will spring into my head, ready to burst onto my Word document.
Yet nothing happened.
Until this morning. Ibis left for a run and I rolled back over, hoping to go back to sleep. My mind flashed to scenes from the Twilight series, as it so often does (yes, I need help), and suddenly my thoughts shifted to my new character. She started talking to her boyfriend, and he spoke back! Her worries flooded to the surface in complete sentences!
Really? I thought. My eyes won't even open and NOW you want to talk?
I dragged myself out of bed and scribbled down her words before the sleep had left my eyes. Then I turned on the computer.
It's not a huge start, but it's a start. Roughly 400 words this morning. I'm hoping this is all I needed to get back at it.
My friend Wendy received good news yesterday, and that inspired me to get moving. So thanks Wendy!