Wednesday, June 22, 2005

Blame it on the weather...

I'm on page 360 of my historical. I can taste the end, smell the HEA as it rises from my laptop. So why can't I get myself going?

I blame the weather. My mind moves on to different stories. Summertime is the time for adventure. For stories that take place on a tropical island. Stories with hot temperatures.

I thought of an idea on the way to pick up my kids from daycamp yesterday. I plotted it from beginning to end, found the black moments, characters, etc. in the time it took me to get the kids and get home. I wanted to dive head first into this new story.

But I must remain faithful to my historical. I'm almost done. I find it difficult to write about a woman in a corset when a chick with a miniskirt is winking at me. How do I keep interest in a guy with a cravat when a stud in a sportscar is waving madly from across a hot parking lot?

I guess this is when self-discipline kicks in. Nose to the grindstone.

In another vein...

If you are truly bored, try taking on Darth Vader at Sith Sense

7 comments:

Tori said...

How do I keep interest in a guy with a cravat when a stud in a sportscar is waving madly from across a hot parking lot?

I don't know. How do you manage that??? I'd sure like to know!

Kelly Parra said...

LOL, Rene! Yes, remain faithful when you're so close to the end. You'll feel better with another book put to rest. Good luck!

Michelle said...

What time period is this book set in? Come on, you can do it!! Blast through to the end! Go, Rene, go!

Melissa Marsh said...

What Michelle said - just plow through. ;-)

Jill Monroe said...

Ah, Rene (I named my daughter that btw) I hate, HATE the grindstone. I feel your pain, but oh, when you write THE END - there's just nothing better!

Amy said...

You're so close...keep on chugging. :) Then starting your new story will be a reward.

Suzanne said...

May the end come swiftly! Yay for being almost there! Isn't that a great feeling?