…Chocolate. And coffee. Mix them together if you want. That’s fine by me.
What? Did you really think I was going to tell you who I voted for? No way, Buddy. I like to keep my politics hush, hush. I don’t get to keep many secrets to myself.
One thing that I will tell you, though, is that today’s writing was tough. So far, only a little over 2,000 words.
Did I hit the wall? Not really. Although I’ve been known to run into them every once in awhile (I’m clumsy and absent minded).
Did I run out of ideas? Totally not. I’ve got lots of novel left to write.
Then what happened?
A really emotional scene, that’s what. A full chapter of story that made me feel like someone had taken a Brillo pad to my heart.
And here’s the other painful thing about that chapter; I will most likely edit the whole thing out. Most, if not all, of the words will go the way of muffin cups. Used to hold the badder together and then tossed in the trash when no longer needed.
Wow. That was bad. But I’m keeping it. Because I’m too tired to think of something else to say.
Anyway. If I knew that I was going to toss it, why did I write it? Because I needed to develop a character and a situation. I couldn’t have done that without writing a few thousand words. Later, after I cut and cut and cut that thing, I’ll have a more concrete plan for that scene. I’ll write something slightly better (which will also need to endure a good edit).
All right, Friends. I’m back to the novel.
Thank you for cheering me on. You all mean so much to me.
Here I go.
But first, a little coffee. And chocolate.