Life before 2008 29 Nov 2006 09:06 am
Woke up this morning feeling still.
Just still. I think writing a novel in such a concentrated amount of time, with plenty of real living thrown in between, leaves one with a kind of laryngitis of the fingers.
The book is called Pretty Maids All In a Row and is a story about cloned child. Actually, the child is not very prominent in the text; her mother became my surprise protagonist, her friend a surprise hero, and the two characters I thought would carry the story ended up in a way I would have never predicted.
It’s cool that way, the momentum of a story taking over and writing itself. I’d never experienced that before. It’s challenging to write with a house full of family and a month with a major holiday but I feel somewhat better knowing it’s at least possible to do.
When I get my “voice” back I have a really cool site to share and my mind is already churning on a new project. I don’t know what Christmas is going to look like around here so that’s going day by day, which really isn’t a bad way to approach every day ‘eh?
This gazelle is taking the advice of others and parking her rear in the shade for a day or so.
