No, I didn’t plan this. I thought I had another three weeks of writing to hit the end.
Yesterday, I was galloping along, and I’d planned to pick up today with the logical continuation of the scene I wrote yesterday, where my characters were in trouble…
And when I loped back into the office this morning to pick up where I left off, brain said, “Here, little writer. Here you go… have this spiffy bait…”
And I followed along, and the scene did not go where I expected. It went someplace so much better, and surprised me, and made me laugh…
And all of a sudden, in 2,000-ish words, the ending was right there. And it was the RIGHT ending.
So now I’m taking the weekend off.
I have five novels.
I’ve already read and revised the first one. The other four have been sitting on my hard drive, waiting for me to finish the first drafts so I can revise them all at once, and make sure I’m consistent with the changes I make…
Which means re-reading Book One before I do anything else, and then working off of that as I do four back-to-back revisions.
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