It has been a week of late nights and last night I stayed up writing (and waiting on my computer to shut down) until Ken got up.
Ironically, he always asks me why I’m still up. It’s a silly question because mostly I stay up writing. It could also be that I can’t sleep but lately it’s that I’m writing.
I’m working on the fifth Wayfarer novel. The fourth one is done and needs editing but I’ve been really busy with writing the fifth one. I did some rewrites on Friday to the fourth one. I sent them off to my test readers and they liked them. After I was done with the rewrites, I realized I knew the perfect opening for the fifth book. I wrote it hoping it would get it started and get it out of my head so I could work on other things.
I wrote it and the next scene seemed to follow in its heels. And the next… and the next… and – well you get the idea. I now have 42,000 words written and two more scenes to write. One will be a big scene with lots of smaller scenes leading up to the culminating scene. The other will be a summing up scene, not quite an epilogue but a scene that says essentially – hey this is where we’re at and maybe hints at what comes next.
Hopefully when I’m done with the obsession five has become I’ll be able to go to the last Defenders book and finish it. Unless the sixth Wayfarer takes over my brain, that is entirely possible. I’m going to try to put my foot down though because I don’t want to have three books to edit in one series.
Two of my test readers are cranking at me to finish the fifth book. They apparently want to read it. Of course they will read it and ask for the sixth book. It is just a neverending round of demands from them. They are such slave drivers.