It is early Sunday morning as I write this. Far too early. I was up late watching old NCIS episodes with family last night. This morning the dogs got me up before 6:20 a.m. Why? It is bright and sunny outside, that’s why. After a week of dismal winter weather the prospect of a walk in the sun must have gotten to them. Sigh, whine, snivel. I am definitely going to have a nap this afternoon.
On to more fun stuff. Has anyone got a picture of an old haunted mansion I can use for a book cover? My next romance is almost done (first draft) and the action all revolves around a haunted house. Here’s a sample (unedited) from the book:
He arrived in town mid-afternoon and stopped in at the café for a meal and directions. The tiny waitress with the bright smile gave his a strange look as she directed him to the old run down mansion on the hill overlooking the town.
As Jace pulled up and parked the car he thought he saw someone at the window. “Great,” he muttered, climbing out of the old car, “right off the bat I’ve got burglars or ghosts.” Catching sight of the rose bushes blocking the door he pulled out the machete.
Picturing himself as a knight using a sword to slash through the thorns surrounding a castle, he waded into the rosebushes. “All right now,” he breathed as he inserted the key into the lock and wrestled the front door open. A feeling of great foreboding came over him, but he shook it off. “Too late for that crap now. Let’s go see who’s in here, damsel or dragon.”
Now for ROW80
In spite of a week of winter madness (storms, ferry boat issues, frozen cars, power outages, etc.) I did manage to get some writing done. The current WIP (see excerpt above) now stands at 60,000 words plus. I expect to finish it this week; at least that is the goal.
I confess, my mind has already moved on to the next book in the series. I have a bad habit of getting ahead of myself. I don’t write several scenes and then try to stitch them together into a book; I write a story from beginning to end, the way you read it. The problem is I can’t type as fast as I think. Hehehe
Anyway, that’s it for me, how about you? Do you tell your stories from beginning to end or are you one of those magicians who can write it in pieces then make sense of it later?
Until next week,