And we're off... almost
So tempting, so tempting!
The core crew are getting set to get a jumpstart on me, writing from midnight to 2AM. Grrr. Snuggle w/honey -- write. Snuggle -- write. Snuggle. Sorry, but priorities are priorities. I'll have plenty of nights to turn the cold shoulder on the spouse.So I've decided to use pbwiki.com to host the novel. As with last year, I'm not showing my cards, but I promise a nice, slick section of a chapter -- once I've written it.
Last year's novel, originally titled Archival Quality, is now Induction. This one will be titled Infection. We'll see what I end up with.
The characters are ready, milling around backstage. There are bits of scenery and props everywhere, and stage sets are packed in, like a coiled jack-in-the-box, for use. My brain is full of things that might do, they will do, and their betrayals of me and them. There are scraps of plot lines everywhere, in mental boxes, bins, toolchests and 55-gallon drums.They'll just have to wait until tomorrow.




