Book IV continues to behave like a healthy young book that wants to be written. I didn’t work on it Saturday and it niggled at me. Came home from church Sunday and it was doing worse than niggling. So Sunday ended with 1893 words before I could make it let go so I could sleep, and Monday produced 2011, despite my spending a couple of hours in the garden helping Richard put up the support for the peas (T-posts, the pipe from the top of the chainlink fence we’d taken down, and chicken wire.) Today was a slow start, but ended 2332 words to the good. So the week’s off to a good start, 6236 words already.
I got outside for a bit again, and saw the first of our spring flowers (it’s not spring, but the bush honeysuckle blooms in the winter, tiny white lemony-smelling flowers. Before the flowers opened, earlier today, I saw one honeybee scout examining the onion sets in the garden…no luck yet. Henbit is getting ready to put out its little purple flowers, and the bur clover has decided to come up between the raised beds. All it took was some rain and a couple of days with some sun to them. Texas plants are opportunists.
I’m well into Chapter Four of Book IV, and hope to be through the rest of it and Chapter Five by week’s end, though I have choir practice tomorrow and jury duty Thursday. But the feel of it…it’s going to be quite a ride, this book.
Comment by MaryW — January 19, 2011 @ 5:12 pm
This book wants to be written. I am looking forward to the final version.
Comment by elizabeth — January 20, 2011 @ 12:21 am
Yes, it definitely wants to be written. Though it threw up the first speed bump today. I was writing along in a scene and suddenly realized it had gone blah. That means I missed the turn off and am now bumping along some other road, or maybe pasture. Characters had just talked…and talked…and I had to stop, remind myself this scene had to have a purpose, and then figure out what it was and go write it that way. Cost me several hours, but I still finished on target.