(That's a working title -- do you like it?)
Sometimes I make plans and fail to follow through. My mind can spin off in all sorts of different directions, yet I can only follow one path at a time. The closest I have come to multitasking is cleaning the kitchen while singing to Crosby, Stills, Nash & Young. A few months ago, I decided to start on the sequel to Dark Corner, but I never got anywhere with that. I was distracted by all kinds of projects, some necessary, others not so much.
Finally, I am ready, inspired by yet another review expressing the hope that the next book will follow soon. I empathize with that, because as I child I wrote a letter to author Holly Beth Walker basically begging her to write another "Meg Duncan Mystery." (The publishing company wrote back to tell me that Holly Beth Walker did not exist, but was a pseudonym for a number of authors. They also informed me that the company had no plans to publish another book. Nice, huh?)
Here is a link to the review from Fresh Fiction by the way: DARK CORNER
So, obviously I'm not giving away any secrets, but I am happy to say I do know where the main plot is heading and I have a good idea of each character's path. This installment is about Robin's search for her father who went missing when she was little. I'm very pleased with it and I'm looking forward to watching the story grow. Fortunately, that is how it works for me -- once I get the big decisions made (e.g. how exactly will the mystery of the missing dad be solved), then I have the experience of watching it write itself. I know it's going through my brain and out my arms and through my fingers, but it feels more like channeling a spirit. I guess that's why I have such an interest in channeling (aside from knowing a lady who could do it and reading most of the Seth books). I can't channel spirits, but I do get the idea of having a story flow through me while it feels like I am just a spectator rather than the creator. The weirdest part of that is how often I look back on my writing from just a few days previous and I have no recollection of writing it! Maybe I've got dissociative identity disorder, but whatever it is, it doesn't disturb me. Maybe the dissociation allows me to write without worrying about whether it's "good." Worrying about quality or reviews is just paralyzing to a writer.
So, no need to procrastinate. Off I go!
Finally, I am ready, inspired by yet another review expressing the hope that the next book will follow soon. I empathize with that, because as I child I wrote a letter to author Holly Beth Walker basically begging her to write another "Meg Duncan Mystery." (The publishing company wrote back to tell me that Holly Beth Walker did not exist, but was a pseudonym for a number of authors. They also informed me that the company had no plans to publish another book. Nice, huh?)
Here is a link to the review from Fresh Fiction by the way: DARK CORNER
So, obviously I'm not giving away any secrets, but I am happy to say I do know where the main plot is heading and I have a good idea of each character's path. This installment is about Robin's search for her father who went missing when she was little. I'm very pleased with it and I'm looking forward to watching the story grow. Fortunately, that is how it works for me -- once I get the big decisions made (e.g. how exactly will the mystery of the missing dad be solved), then I have the experience of watching it write itself. I know it's going through my brain and out my arms and through my fingers, but it feels more like channeling a spirit. I guess that's why I have such an interest in channeling (aside from knowing a lady who could do it and reading most of the Seth books). I can't channel spirits, but I do get the idea of having a story flow through me while it feels like I am just a spectator rather than the creator. The weirdest part of that is how often I look back on my writing from just a few days previous and I have no recollection of writing it! Maybe I've got dissociative identity disorder, but whatever it is, it doesn't disturb me. Maybe the dissociation allows me to write without worrying about whether it's "good." Worrying about quality or reviews is just paralyzing to a writer.
So, no need to procrastinate. Off I go!
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