Today was quite interesting. Nothing like walking to work and having 20 ideas about your current writing project race through your head. I love it when that happens; it means I’m in the writing zone all the time–not just when I’m at the desk. It means my work will become more productive. It takes a few days to get there, but once I’m there, no matter where I am or what I do, I get ideas. (This is why successful writers suggest writing every day, and it’s probably why I haven’t been able to get a good flow going for a while. Losing this momentum with a few days break takes a weak to get back. I’m going to make it a goal to do something with writing–books, not blogs–every day for 2015.)

Anyway, figured out three scenes that need changing in my first paragraph. I’m going to jot notes in the prose and come back to it later when I have a better feel for the characters and where the story is going. It will look something like this:

Michael stumbled down the street, blood dripping off his jacket. [Note: the cops took his knife and he has to go back and get it.]

Came home from work early. Cleaned the house and then had to go to the vet to get special prescription food for my dog, who has a bladder stone problem. Finally back at desk around 5:00. Now its time to stare this manuscript in the face and start writing even though–let’s be honest–trying to formulate a lot of these action scenes is really frustrating. I hate writing stage directions and choreography, and that’s basically the gist of action scenes. Later I will get to fill in the blanks, like sensory details and character development, but right now… It’s like wading through mud. But my characters are still trapped in a sinking van, and I have to get them out. Oh, and add in a little surprise with one of the characters. :::grin grin:::

Got about 1000 words in and then had to leave for a New Year’s Eve party.

Toodles!