Loiter No More

And so the final rush begins.

There will be no more lollygagging on scenes just to see how I can make them wriggle and writhe.

There will be no more loitering on location shots.

No more finagling with inconsequential dialogue, no matter how cute.

Supporting characters must now remain supporting. There’ll be no more tussling with the headliners for the limelight.

Scissors and pruning shears will be taken to the plot.

Sex scenes will be scattered about proportionally.

I will start at the beginning and head directly for the big “The End”; i.e. no stopping at Stuckey’s , the DQ or Whataburger for snacks.

Pound will be done in seven days come hell, high water, specters of failures or their sidekick parrots (see yesterday’s blog for the story of Frank and Lola).

The next week will not be pretty.

There will be pain.

Alas, my dog will suffer the labors most of all. She will spend her time in the window, staring longingly out at a world without mad authors on a deadline.

There will be crumpets and parrot nibble.

And in the end, seven days from now, there will be relief, a small swell of accomplishment and a much needed trip to the psychiatrist.

Now, let’s get this party started, shall we?

*moans from the dog, the writer and the world at large*

Until tomorrow…

Chloe

Roadblocks and Disapproval

You know that look of disapproval.

Hit a bit of a roadblock yesterday, as the synopsis-writing for my Revolutionary Way-era mainstream romance (dubbed in my head and in this blog alone as The Six Brothers project), came to a screeching halt.

*fifteen pounds of dog/muse levels her “Must you always exaggerate things?”-look at me*

*blogger sighs*

Alright, when I say “screeching” maybe I’m really meaning: the synopsis came to a stumbling pause.

 *sighs again*

Jeez, sacrificing drama for truth really takes the zing out of things, doesn’t it?

Oh well, I’m sure you get the idea.

The whole “Who is the main character?” question I bemoaned to you yesterday continues to trip me up.

I’ve just about come to the decision that all six brothers have to be considered the protagonists... or at least three of them.

*GRRRRS!*

This is soooo frustrating and I’m tempted to just forgo the synopsis altogether and send my literary agent the chapter outline instead. Since I’m only seeking her opinion as to whether I’m heading in the best direction with the story, the outline should suffice.

But…

I hate quitting.

But…

Time management is important here and spending hours and hours on something not necessary at this point seems silly, not to mention stupid.

I think I’m going to give it one more go after I get my work for Ravenous Romance done for the day. If inspiration doesn’t suddenly strike me like a thunderbolt from the heavens during the first hour of trying, I’m calling the whole synopsis off.

*GRRRRS!*

Did I mention that I HATE quitting?

Until tomorrow…

Chloe