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Mellow is the word for the day.
Perhaps a Mellow Yellow is in order?
Maybe a Mellow Mushroom pizza?
This mellow crap people keep claiming about folks on Prozac is a pile
of buffalo dung. Just saying. So, I’ve got to search out the mellowness
wherever I can. Soda cans, pizza boxes, naïve Friday mornings…
Anyhow, I suppose work-talk is called for here.
I’ve got the first five chapters of Writhe completely done. I’m
happy with them; they seem to be happy with me. So, we’re all good there.
This would be a great sign of accomplishment, I imagine, if I knew the
total number of chapters in the book. Yeah, I haven’t got a clue.
As outlined, Writhe had ten chapters (which included the opening
Prologue). But that was back in the days before my guys took over their own
love story and schooled me on how it should be done.
Where I had planned for crisp, naughty interactions, the men wanted to
take things slower, show a little of their underbellies before taking things
hard.
Shocked the heck out of me.
So chapter structure is having to be rebuilt around this new character
construct. (Now, doesn’t that sound professional? *lol*) Best guess on the
number of chapters is currently at 14.
Thankfully, almost the entire second half of the novel is completely
done. A few connector sentences here and there and that’s it. I am afraid,
however, that the chainsaw might have to be fired up again. One supporting
character in particular might get cut back to twig status. We’ll see.
So, mellowly I go now to see where my fantastically headstrong
characters will lead their author today.
Until tonight…
Chloe
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