Posts Tagged ‘muse’

I had a section in chapter 25 of ‘Tomorrow Wendell’, that my editor wanted to see not as ‘they talked’ but the actual dialogue. Seems she really likes the interplay I manage to create between the two character in question–can’t take that as anything but praise.

She also wanted to give the bit under this section more suspense and tension.

I got the chapter back a number of days ago and had worked out all the rest of the edits but kept getting stuck on these two points. I would edit other chapters, get in the mind set, and go back to 25 rearing to go- only to stop dead and shake my head.

This morning, on a whim, I decided to tackle it another way. Instead of treating it as editing, I went at it as my morning writing session. I still have to finish up the new chapter 28 and have plenty of work to do on ‘Corrupted Souls’ but chapter 25 had really started to bother me- a chain around my neck.

It worked. Using my writing time to approach the problem, instead of my editing time, gave me the freedom to step away from the rest of the chapter and just write a scene.

I’ll have to remember this trick, for I am certain, this will not be the last time I run into a scene, in one of my books, that needs to be rewritten.

My editor over at Xchyler Publishing, has finished going through the entirety of ‘Tomorrow Wendell’ and although there was nothing ‘wrong’, we have finally come to a ‘problem’.

Yesterday, she brought up the fact that the 28th chapter (there being only 29) was too similar to an earlier one. The creatures attacking were different, but their mode of entry for attack, and how it played out,  was too reminiscent of a previous chapter.

Big Problem.

What did my editor ask, with a sort of apology for doing so . . . ‘Can you rewrite it, and make it completely different?’


At first, my mind screamed – No! How! But! – then I stopped the tidal-pool of my thoughts. Could I?

A small perverse part of my brain chimed in then – It certainty would be a challenge, old boy.

Writers are masochists, you see.

I explained to my editor, that the first hurdle would be finding another existing mythological creature, that was associated with the taking of souls. Not as easy as you might think. It had to be something that was a group, not a singular entity. It had to be something I could actually work with, and it had to be different in physiological structure, so as to not take the same route of attack.


It wasn’t like I hadn’t done this research the first time around.

But – I could see the point my editor was making, and that perverse part of my brain was giddy with delight.

So, it began. The search.

Eventually I found something – something very different. Something I might just be able to take to my Muse and ask, ‘Can you work with this?’

Now, I’m a seat of the pants writer. My plot flows organically, I can force it. So it was important that my Muse liked what I presented, or I would get not a single word down.

I took a long hot bath, and hoped for images to start coming to my mind – thanks to my Muse. They did. I was having a problem with using the suggested mode of entry, which was becoming a stumbling block, until my Muse suggested we turn the suggestion on it’s head – rather literally. Once that obstacle was removed, the possibilities flowed easier.

So this morning, I rewrote the end of the 27th chapter, which was where the attacking creatures were first introduced. It went well, I think I can make 28 happen. I wait now, for feed back on 27, to know if I should move forward.

Luckily, we are ahead of schedule – or so I am told. Until I hear back, I guess I’ll edit the chapters up to 28 that await my input. . . because we writers, you see, are masochists.


At some point yesterday, I realized I had stopped writing in the novel and was writing the end of the novel.

I had finished a good session and closed one of the last missing scenes down by half. I thought I should run through what remained,  just to see where I really was plot wise. It turned out, that once I’d wrapped up the scene I was working on, that scene lead directly into the climax.

Finishing this scene, lead to Jonathan Alvey coming to understand a final piece of the puzzle, from there everything changes and it all works to the final scene. A lot of the ending is written or has detailed notes, so although-yes, many words are left still to be released from my finger tips. I am closing this up.

In part, a large part, I know this is noting more than a change in outlook. I am not all that closer, word count wise, to having this novel finished. However, in my mind I am playing a different game – no more writing the story, come what may, but wrapping it up.

A simple change of perspective can make all the difference. It is feeling less laboured, the desire to keep writing, to keep getting back to it, is increased with this revelation. It may be the very edge I need to get this one done before I find myself working on number five.

I seem to be racing against myself – or maybe my Muse.

Apparently, I’m not working hard enough, or applying myself enough, because the pressure to start the fifth White Dragon Black novel is building like a typhoon behind a beaver damn.

I still really have only one scene, but the urge to write it has just grown over the last few days and my mind is gathering little facts, and bits of trivia, from its dark recesses.

I knew I was lagging a bit, that the fourth novel, ‘Corrupted Souls’,  novel should have wrapped up now. What  I didn’t know was that I was actually running on a time line.

It seems, not only do I have a time line to adhere to in regards to getting the first novel, ‘Tomorrow Wendell’ ready for release, I also have one for writing the other novels as well.

I don’t have edits today, so I’m going to try and use the time usually set aside for them to see if I can’t push out a few hundred more words On ‘Corrupted Souls’.

I don’t want a pissy Muse – nor do I want to be writing the end of one novel as I write the beginning of the next… though it may simply come to that.

This scene is ready to burst out of me in a way that calls for Sigourney Weaver to strap on a flame thrower.

I have an almost continues flow of words from the title ‘Corrupted Souls’ to the ‘current scene’. One gap remains. One session of writing and I should be able to close the last of the scenes, written out of order, together… to a certain point. There’s still a couple scenes, already written, but they are ahead – they are closing chapters.

Tomorrow, if I can fill in that one remaining spot, then I can proceed in a linear fashion from the last place I stopped, the last scene in sequence, towards the conclusion of the novel.

There are still many words left to write, but I feel they will come relatively easy now. Knowing I’m closing in on the end itself, will encourage me to work at it just that little bit more.

It’s a good tale, but it is time for my brain to be able to leave it alone for a while. I like the novel, I think it’s good, but that doesn’t mean it isn’t time to allow my thoughts to roam a little more freely. I think, in part, that is why the first, and now the second, short story happened. My brain is ready to move away from this particular tale.

Soon enough, I’ll be itching to start number five in the series. I believe my Muse is already gathering those notions together. All the more reason to wrap this one up.