If you follow me on Facebook, and really why not (www.facebook.com/MelodySkyLarkAuthor/ ) you will know that I am working on my next book titled, A MIND MATTER and that I’m having quite a time of it. I am what they call a ‘pantser’ or something like that, meaning I know where my story opens and I know how it ends but getting from the beginning to the end is the challenge. With my first book, LIGHTED WINDOWS I knew the opening chapter and the last line plus a few of the points (I hesitate to call them high points as some are incredibly low) of the story and worked from there. But this next book was meant to be the third work and it would not wait. This is the book that was flying off my fingers just a few months ago and now I’m dragging myself to the file and working until my brain freezes. If you read the title of this post you will understand my problem.
Okay, maybe I need to be more specific regarding the problem and reason for this post. I’m in Northern California and we’re coming out (maybe/maybe not) of a four year drought of historic proportions. It is currently full on Summer here with temperatures in the one hundred degree range. Yesterday, we reached one hundred and two degrees but honestly, anything over ninety-eight is too hot for doing much outside. The forecast for the week is for higher temperatures, no wind and ‘fry an egg’ sweltering for the next week or so. Therein lies the problem, it is hot, so hot going outside is something you do only if forced. Having my brain freeze up in this weather is a feat of serious consequence. I can’t go walk it off. Folks die in heat like this, as India is sadly experiencing.
The point is that I wish I could find the point. I know how to end this love story and I know it all needs to be soon as I’m on Chapter Twenty-nine and it must stop in the next few chapters. Why? It is a love story and by virtue of (or lack thereof) it’s subject, must conclude in a reasonable number of chapters. This is not a grand epic piece and even with the great John Hudspith’s masterful editing it simply must end in a reasonable number of chapters or words, whichever comes first. I seem to be suffering from a sudden case of complete-aphobia also know as inability to climax. Got you didn’t I! Well, sorry about that, I will simply stop now, which is what is happening in A MIND MATTER. Stay tuned, I will overcome this bout of wordless-ness (all evidence to the contrary) and A MIND MATTER will climax and close as it should. This is the climax of this post. You can see the problem by now. Ciao my darlings! I shall return whether you like it or not xx