Yes, dancing Hobbes means the project is done!
Enemy Embrace is part of the Crave the Night anthology and is slated to be released in October 2011. I’d tell you more about the story, except I’m brain dead right now. More later.
Yes, dancing Hobbes means the project is done!
Enemy Embrace is part of the Crave the Night anthology and is slated to be released in October 2011. I’d tell you more about the story, except I’m brain dead right now. More later.
Over the Fourth of July weekend when I was trying to get pages and pages done on the Work In Progress (WIP), I had a memory jolt. I opened my file every day and while I got a little bit written, I certainly wasn’t meeting my own expectations. But as the evening got later, the word count increased. Greatly.
I didn’t think much of it the first night, but when it happened on Sunday, too. I stopped and wondered. And then a memory came slamming into me. This had happened before. When I was writing Conor and Mika–both half demons–I could only make good progress when it got dark.
It took a while, but I finally figured out that it’s because demons are nocturnal.
I’m working on another demon couple now–or at least one full demon hero and one half demon heroine. It was a light bulb moment. No, I shouldn’t have been so slow to figure it out, but in my defense, my other demons didn’t insist on nighttime writing. Some characters are just more cooperative and pleasant to work with than others.
Thanks, Andras and Bree (Demon Kissed)! Not so thrilled with you, Nicole and Dak (Enemy Embrace).
My heroine and I spent the past weekend arguing. About a major plot element that sets up the entire romance.
Keep in mind that she originally voiced no opposition as I formed the general plot for this story. I thought that meant it was all good. As it turned out, it wasn’t.
I’ve mentioned before that my characters refuse to do what I want them to do if it’s something they don’t agree with. I sit and spin my wheels until I go back and change what they don’t like. This time, I didn’t even write the part of the scene yet that she was objecting to. This was a pre-objection.
Actually, I’m okay with her objecting before I reach that part of the scene. It saves me from writing stuff I won’t be able to use and keeps me from coming to a complete stop as I try to figure out what’s wrong. It just would have been nice if she’d said something earlier.
I guess the fact that we spent an entire day arguing is my fault. I should have just agreed to change what she didn’t like. It wasn’t as if I had a choice, but this was a major structural piece of the story and I didn’t want to give it up.
As it turned out, though, it wasn’t too difficult to fix the issue. This surprised me. I expected to spend a lot of time struggling with this, but when I went to bed Saturday night, the answer popped into my head.
Sometimes there are epiphanies.