If My Head Explodes...

Prediction met, I finished editing Where The Ether Flows last night.  Well, with only 22 pages to go, it would have been hard not to.  Oh well.  At least I’m becoming remotely happy with the state of it.  Okay, very happy, but that isn’t the point.  I’m sure it’s in my job description  that I need to be hard on myself.  It’s for self-improvement, really.

So, what next, you ask.  Wait, no, that’s me asking.  My bad.  In text, all the voices sound the same.  The honest answer is that I’m still deciding.  Realistically, I need to outline Still They Watch, so it can have time to sit and mature, and I can have some time off from it before reviewing and then writing it.  But, being me, I’m doing things in a slightly chaotic way.  I’m doing all the things at once, really.  Yeah, I know it sounds nuts, but look whose blog your reading.  You didn’t really expect sanity, did you?

I’m sort of looking over what I’ve written so far of the outline and thinking about the next things that need to happen, as well as the necessary general events throughout the book.  I need an ending though.  For the first time in a while, I  don’t have that sorted in my head already, so I need to do some serious thinking.  I mean, I know where I need to leave everyone in the story, but the events that land them there at the end are presently escaping me.  Anyone have those magic plot magnets?  I was hoping that I could wave one around my apartment and snag that ending.

I also did something that I probably shouldn’t have.  I ought to have known better, but, well, I put a pdf of All Stitched Up on my iPad.  That would have been fine, except that I opened the file there.  I swear, I was just trying to make sure it read all right, that I hadn’t screwed up formatting or conversion or anything.  The next thing I knew, I was scrolling into page 2.  I was EDITING IT!!!!!! Damn it, I wasn’t supposed to start doing that at least until I had done the outline for STW…

And, of course, Jacari still won’t let go of my brain.  I’ve had a few more inspirations for The Queen and Raven, including one on the way to Starbucks after work today.  And this morning, Saul reeled me in for a sweet whisper of his own that made me melt.  And he’s my very not nice guy!  WTF?  Maybe it was the wings that made me melt (those who know me in real life will understand that comment based on things I’ve said in the past).  Seriously, the ideas won’t leave me alone.  I don’t really want them to, but it would be nice if they’d let me get almost caught up at some point.  At this rate, that’s never going to happen.  Okay, maybe I shouldn’t complain, but I want to tell ALL the stories, and there simply aren’t enough hours in the day for that at present.  I don’t think there will be even if I manage to write full time.  Maybe I should give up on the notion that I can actually catch up, like ever.

So I guess what I’m saying is that, if anyone stole Hermione’s time turner, please forward it to me.  This writer desperately needs it. Now, I must head back into the writing cave to figure out which of the things I’m going to concentrate on.  Must try to concentrate.

~ by Julie on September 18, 2012.