Category: Write A Book With Me

  • Oops… The FRIDAY night post.

    I know it’s Saturday morning. Sorry I missed this. Have been up all night, have the NaNo beta tester for How to Revise Your Novel chosen now (still won’t be notifying any applicants until Monday or Tuesday, because I still have the Non-NaNos to go through, and the entries are significantly longer. But I forgot…

  • Unplanned Night Off

    I needed a night off. Didn’t sleep yesterday, going to be up late tonight. So for me, no words. How about you?

  • The Howling Redo of Despair and Agony

    It was an interesting night. First off and totally unexpectedly, I got 287 words of actual draft. So HAH! Happy about that. Second, I got out one of these neato little pre-ring-bound index card thingees I’ve had sitting in my office for the last few months after I found it at Office Depot—because I am…

  • Nailing my thumb to the wall

    So here’s the process I’m going through in order to skip revising the second section of the novel before I’ve finished the rest of first draft. Write a single sentence encompassing what I want each existing scene to become.  Try to match that sentence to the characters and action already existing in the story.  When…

  • Untangling

    As expected, I got no real words tonight. I did get several chapters of untangling done, in simple line-per-scene style. I’m going to have to toss stuff. I think I’ll have some I can keep, too, though. And I’m fried, so I’m going to go to bed. Hope your words are going well.

  • The Whisper of a Devil

    My red head dropped her bomb tonight, allowing me to sliver a bit of backstory and foreshadowing into a nice dialogue scene. And exactly 600 words later, she was out the door and on her way out of the country. I’ve run out of new scenes. I’m back now to the original beginning, and I’m…

  • Friday Night

    Just woke up, little later than usual. Getting ready to watch a DVD with the guys. But am thinking about words… yours, if not mine. How’s it going?

  • Red-heads are ALWAYS trouble

    My spontaneously-generating red-head from a few chapters back walked into my scene tonight, suddenly making perfect sense in the story, and dropped a bombshell. Actually, she took a deep breath, I glance over at my word counter, and discovered that I’d hit 499 words. So she’ll drop her bombshell tomorrow night. But in spite of…

  • The Disappeared Friend

    Short night tonight. 279 words while I explored my surprise discovery last night—than one of my male MC’s dear friends had vanished. Because of who he discovered in town, and because of the horrible cases he’s recently been working, he fears the worst. I kept it short because I promised I’d get some links posted…

  • The Man Who Was Sam

    Started into my second round of “who is this character beneath what we see” tonight, with Sam Jones, my detective. The man who was Sam shed his underpaid-cop life and went back to his real home tonight, to an old friend and bad news—as bad as the news that had him packing his identity in…