I decided I just needed a change. Change is always good so, I moved my laptop downstairs and thought, I’ll just write from a new location. It didn’t work. The constant traffic of my family was too distracting. That along with normal household chores. Not that I enjoy cleaning but when I’m procrastinating instead of writing, washing a few dishes seems like a better plan to me. So, I came back to my office the other day. And still nothing. I wasn’t sure what to do then. The words were all there, just waiting to be written, but—nothing was happening.
My desk is L-shaped and the long side sits against the wall. My laptop sits on the short side, allowing me to see out the windows and see the lovely flowering Mimosa tree and the butterflies it attracts. I moved to the long side of the desk, facing the wall. I shut my door and opened word to see what would happen. Nothing again. LOL
THE GATHERING is less than 10,000 words from completion but I’m so sick of the story, I could scream. Why? I don’t know. I just am. I don’t even want to read it, let along write it. If you don’t follow me on Twitter and Facebook, then you’ve probably missed the fact that I’ve been plotting out a 4 book series set in the old west and the lure of those cowboys has my muse doing back flips. It’s all I can think about. I can see the open range, hear the snuffling of horses and taste the dust on the wind. It’s where I want to be so yesterday, I gave myself permission to play hooky from the paranormal and venture to the Montana Territory, circa 1872. The muse danced with joy and an hour later I had 5 pages written. By that time, it was 2am and I could barely keep my eyes open, so I called it a night. It feels GOOD to be writing again. So good in fact, I think I’ll just let THE GATHERING sit for a while. If I force the ending, it’ll turn out to be crap and as long as it takes to write a novel, I’d rather it be good from start to finish than rush the end and destroy what I had intended.
So, for the time being, you can find me hanging around Willow Creek Montana, fighting it out with the town Marshall. Well, Abigail, my heroine will be. I’m just going along for the ride. For a sneak peak at the covers, head over to my website and check them out. You’re going to love these!
