Wednesday, January 5, 2011
Twelfth Night Musings
Not even one week into the new year and I've finished "Torch Song," the third McLaren novel. Well, let me qualify that statement: 'finished' as of right now. I will be mailing it to David in England, then righting the wrongs that his red pen has found when I get it back from him. But that will be at least a month. Until then I have free time.
Well, not really. I have to plot the fourth book of the series. My brain child, brought on by my recent trip. I have two scenes figured out. That just leaves the major storyline to create. Gee, I'm nearly finished!
But I did add a few scenes to "Torch Song" yesterday. I'd forgot that McLaren finds an object and didn't follow up on pursuing it as a possible clue. So I inserted scenes. I like the story immensely. My favorite first reader said it was the most complicated plot I'd written yet. I asked if it was too confusing and was told no. So that is good. I didn't begin writing "Torch Song" as a complicated plot, but the more I wrote the more I thought of little additions. And on adding the additions it grew into a twisted tale. Which is fine. But I can't take credit for sitting down and thinking of the storyline all at once like some authors probably would do. I guess I'm not devious enough to think of this at the start! Well, that's good for any police officers who might be reading this....
Guess I've mused long enough for this round. Now to recapture the other Muse and get back to writing...something!