I hope you're seated when you read this: I finished plotting the third McLaren book. Doesn't sound so knee weakening or earth shaking? It is when you consider that my brain's been wrapped around a crime different from the one that ended up in the plot. All because I'm not at arsonist, I guess. Even with researching things I could not come up with something. Neither could David or his mates. I guess none of them ever handled an arson case that resulted in a murder. Which is good...but that's what I needed for my novel plot.
But at least I have a story and I hope to start writing after this coming weekend. I've got the characters et al and am rarin' to start on this, but I've got seven talks/book signings from Friday morning to Monday night. And even if I could wrangle some time between all this, my author friend Esther will be staying with me. So I can't leave her sitting on the couch and write. Don't worry...I'll get to it. It'll give my brain a while to absorb the characters and storyline.
I may as well hit a bunch of places. I could line up permission from great homes/castles/National Trust places in advance of my using them in McLaren stories. 'In person' always seems to lend credence to a request, too. Even tho I gave Lesley's name and phone number in my note, who knows where the email goes? And when I talk to the curator or whomever, I can hand them a book, furthering my credentials. Maybe I better have a list of potential usable places in my suitcase....
Anyway, plot three for McLaren is done and I think it's good. He gets into a jam, thru no fault of his own, and things look a bit hairy for a while. But he's a tough, resourceful guy, and can get out of trouble!
The McLaren posters that I ordered have arrived and I'll be offering them for sale in little over a week. Thought I'd try an arts and crafts event. I'll have a booth there and can kind of judge interest that way. I realize people won't necessarily have read Siren Song, but someone ought to want to take McLaren home. I mean, look at him!