I compounded my third-act despair from earlier this week by spending Thursday and Friday baking instead of writing: My friend and baking idol David Bauer (of the Farm and Sparrow bakery in Marshall, NC) was teaching his “Rustic Breads for the Brick Oven” class at North House, and I was delighted to be able to attend the class and learn (or begin to learn, or begin to begin to learn) some of his techniques.
However:
Despite my best efforts at self-sabotage, I set myself up at the Java Moose for a couple of hours this morning and managed to scribble out the last few scenes. Wonderfully, the characters decided to stage a completely different conclusion than the one I had outlined for them. I like theirs better.
So:
Month One Success! Hurrah!!!
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Congratulations! May we read it?
I’m convinced that my first drafts come across as gibberish. So… although I’m dying to share all of this stuff, I need to put it through at least a couple of third-party edits first. Desperately seeking developmental editor…
No new posts lately and after the middle of July! How goes novel #2?