The light at the end of my tunnel is blinking…

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I’m not sure what that means, but I do know I’m nearing the end of the book as I have outlined it. I’m not quite where I want to be with my word count, but I’m sure that’s why authors invented editors. (I’ll be my own editor after the first draft is done.) I have plenty more material to add to the story, most of which I either left out accidentally (give me a break this is still my first novel!) or I wasn’t sure if it fit with the rest of the narrative. Either way, I’m excited to finish my outlined story and spruce it up after I’m done. I’m already over 52K words with another chapter (and a half) and an epilogue to go. Wish me luck!

I have big plans…

Fantastic America is an introduction to a changing world. Magic, miracles and monsters have returned to a world that didn’t believe in any of them. This first book is only the beginning. As magic in this world grows stronger, so will the people who can use it. There will be inevitable clashes between keepers of the status quo and upstart magic users. Those stories are clear in my mind, and I can’t wait to write them. That isn’t the end either though, Fantastic America is just dipping a toe in the water to see what temperature it is, the next few books will be a plunge into the pool, but after that comes the swimming! I can’t wait to share it with my audience.

So I have a new goal!

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The coaching program I am in helps writers plan and execute a fiction or non-fiction book in 90 days. I was skeptical at first, but here I am just over two weeks into the writing phase of the program and I am halfway done with the rough draft of my novel, Fantastic America. So my new goal is to finish the complete rough draft in five weeks. That gives me about as long as I’ve been writing to finish the rest of the book. I will then hold the record among authors in the program for the fastest completion time. Nanowrimo is usually closer to four weeks, so I’m not even pushing myself too hard to reach this goal (in my mind at least). Wish me luck, true believers!!!

Coincidences

  Writing is full of coincidences.  When I first started to read, the books I chose (or that chose me) were by Piers Anthony.  He would write a small summary in the back of later books of the coincidences that came up while he was writing.  I thought some of those were neat and some of those seemed a bit of a stretch (even at 12 years old).  I’m a believer in the coincidental now.

  I’ve been writing in earnest (this time) for two weeks.  My coach lived in one of the settings in my book, at the time of the events I’m writing about, giving me full access to any details about that location.  Last night, I was putting together another location for a scene I’ve yet to write.  I chose that location over a year ago.  I went to revisit it on Google Earth and it happens to be right next to the site of one of the happiest memories of my childhood, an amusement park in North Carolina I haven’t visited in over forty years!

  I know there are more coincidences ahead, I may even have over looked some already.  I have no doubt all will be revealed in time.  I can’t wait to find out what else awaits me!!!

Yesterday was a somber occasion

9/11 means a lot of different things to a lot of different people almost twenty years later. I don’t want to dwell too much on the obvious, but I will say for me it changed how I look at America. Like most American’s my age, we’d never felt vulnerable to an outside attack like that. Maybe drills in school to duck and cover if there was a nuclear war, but I never thought anyone was crazy enough to push the button back then. That morning was the first time I’d ever thought someone from far away had figured out a way to hurt America at home. It made the tiny blue dot we live on together feel just a bit smaller, too.

Pearl wants to warn people, Jerry does not…

Jerry, the main character of the short story tie-in to the book I mentioned yesterday, is very different from Pearl the Ghost. Where she’d like to help the living, Jerry could care less, I’m not sure how, but if there is a way to care less, he’d find it. I’m writing him into the book in part, because he is so alien to how I think or the things I would do. Jerry is just about anyone’s idea of evil. You’ll meet Jerry if you read his story, in a mental institution, the State Hospital for the Criminally Insane, in Bridgewater Massachusetts, to be specific. He’s not the kind of fellow you’d want to meet in a dark alley (or really any where in real life for that matter). You’ll find out what other things Jerry and Pearl have in common when I release his short story for free, right here in this blog and on my Renegade Galaxy website!

How fast this all adds up…

I’ve been writing this book (This Time) for less than two weeks, and I’ve already accumulated close to 30K words – that’s a third of the way to my target! But that isn’t all I’m doing, I’m planning for a larger story arc, and I have a short story about one of the characters in this book. I’m trying to figure out how to format it as an E-book, set up a page to give it away and talk about how the character influences the larger narrative. Whew! Plus finishing the 60K words I have left to reach my target, Fantastic America is really taking shape at last!!!

I’d like to introduce you to Pearl!

She’s the oldest resident of Shady Valley Tennessee, from the book I’m writing, Fantastic America. You’ll get to know her a little better in the book, but without giving anything else away, here’s how readers will meet her:

  “Pearl, for the people who will watch this interview, could you tell me who you are?”

  “I’m Pearl Barrymore, mistress of this house, born in Hick’s Ford, Virginia colony, May fourth, 1763.  I died in this very house, June 10th, 1808, at the age of forty-five.”

Pearl has a message for the living, and a warning to go with it. Strange forces are afoot, and Pearl has just enough information about the otherwise inscrutable events to propel the story forward!

I Believe in my Muse

Tonight was one of those times where the words just flowed for me. I got the ideas down, felt the rhythm take over, and let the words fly. Not every night is like that, and maybe tomorrow I won’t like how the words on the page read back. Either I’ll like it or have to edit sometime down the road, but for the sake of progress and momentum, tonight was an excellent way to start the week!
I won’t run out of things to post here as long as this writing marathon goes on, but if any of the four folks out there who read this want to ask any questions or make any comments (like an actual conversation). Have at it – I think comments are enabled (if not I’ll have to figure that out too!). Otherwise I’ll spout off about what I’m writing, how I feel about it, and where I want this all to lead (spoiler free of course).

Let’s talk about Magic!

Magic takes several forms in my book. Without getting spoilery: The characters in my story have no idea what magic is or is not, readers will have to discover that along with them. I can say that much of what they encounter first will be dark and frightening. There is more to what is happening than they will know, but I’ll leave those surprises for readers to work out for themselves.

In my story magic doesn’t appear full blown after a long absence, but builds over time like water flowing into an empty vessel. That makes magic weak at first, and keeps many magic creatures that might wander into the world away. An exception to this are creatures from the Dark Domain of the Dead. Since they are already dead, Earth’s environment poses no challenge to them. The first, most obvious danger in the story comes from mindless, animalistic zombies, animated corpses only intent on eating the flesh of the living, and spreading their undead taint among an unprepared world.

Fortunately for the world of Fantastic America, people don’t remain unready for long. Imagine the chaos of actual zombie outbreaks, and how modern epidemiologists would respond. Still, ravenous undead remain a looming threat in the steady march to awareness of just how much the world has already changed, and a foreshadowing of home much change is yet to come!

Big steps and little steps…

I thought I’d take this blog a little further than a journal of my nightly writing routine. I’ll tell you all a little about the story itself. I’m writing a contemporary fantasy (I really struggled to categorize the narrative). It’s definitely Fantasy, but not High fantasy, or Magical Realism… It’s not a good fit for Urban Fantasy either. Let me tell you what it IS and you can decide for yourself.

Fantastic America is the answer to a question I asked myself: What would people in the world we know do if magic suddenly worked again after being dormant for thousands of years? How would national governments, religious institutions, and individuals react to the upending of the status quo humanity has taken for granted all that time?

Well, the journey to answer that question is wrapped up in what I’m writing! You’ll meet characters who embrace the return of magic, those who fear it, and those who want to stuff it back into what ever box it’s been hiding in all this time. Few people can use this powerful new force, even they have no idea how it works. One thing is certain, the return of magic also reveals that we are not alone. Monsters long thought to be myths have come to nightmarish life. Humanity must find ways to cope with the dangers that continue to emerge from the return of magic, and that friends, is only the beginning…

Sometimes Life gets in the way…

And that’s ok! Today I’m playing taxi driver, disrupting my carefully crafted overnight writing routine. I still got time in the seat to write, but not as much as I’d like. Still, you have to live life to write about it, and I don’t begrudge my family a moment of time. Tomorrow (or later tonight, really) is another day! Also, I’m officially over 10% into the novel despite interruptions…

Sometimes its more than a little obvious…

That I’m still learning to write well. I spent a good few hours tonight writing the second chapter in my novel. This chapter introduces the main antagonist in the book, and does some significant world building. At about the hour and a half mark, I realized what I’d been writing was boring. It was important to me to understand where my antagonist came from and how he could achieve his goals, but it didn’t serve the reader. So I ditched over 1400 words. While that hurt a bit, I believe the chapter, the character, and the story are better for leaving all that off the page. The reader’s experience is far more important than any idle vanity or self service I need. I know this story better than the characters themselves, so my needs are secondary at best. Still, I managed to start over and squeeze out another 3800 words! Only another 82,300 words to go…

My first night writing (This time, for the last time, for this book)

My journey has officially begun (again)! I’ve been working on this story (and so much more to come behind it) for over two years now. I never got to the end, there was always more to add, a dimension of the story I hadn’t worked out, new characters that made the plot more cohesive, exciting, or profound. I never found a way to finish what I’d stated before. Fortunately, I have found that path.

After years of spending all my time but little or no money, I decided I needed help from a professional. Don’t worry, this isn’t going to turn into a commercial for my coach (Who by the way is amazing!), but I have to say I wouldn’t be nearly this confident or nearly this prepared without her help! Whew – that was a lot to say to get to where I meant to go…

I have set myself a daunting task: Ninety thousand words on the page in 60 days. Today was day one (I write at night mostly but still). I got about 4000 words on the page, and have about 86,000 to go. A year ago I’d have scoffed at the idea I could do that, but today I’m positive its not only doable, but that I should have been done long ago. Follow along with me (I’m going to write here anyway) about my writing, the story itself, the characters, settings, and the action, and how I’m bringing it all together (or struggling to get it done if that happens). To paraphrase Robert Jordan, there are no endings or beginnings, but this is A beginning.