My grumpiness reached an all time high yesterday. I wasn’t feeling well and generally didn’ t like anything. After Ken went to bed, I tried fixing some production issues for my next poetry book and it didn’t help. I was frustrated again. I didn’t want to crochet. I didn’t want to read. I didn’t want to watch tv. I was cranky!
The music I was listening to we repetative and annoying me. I skipped a number tracks in an attempt to hear something different. I reluctantly opted to write about seven. Opening up my file, I was trying to decide where I was going next with the story.
As is my habit, I went back to the beginning of the scene. I started writing and fell into the work. At one point, I heard the music and was annoyed because they had just played something similar. I looked at the clock and realized it was two hours previous that they had played the same song.
Shrugging I went back to writing. I had a scene to finish. At the culmination of my scene my main character went through a difficult labor and birth of twins. When I finished the scene, I was thrilled with my progress. The word count was just under 63,000 words.
I have about three or four scenes left to write and the story will be done. I need to think on the next step. I’ve written another evil girl scene so the readers can keep up with the bad girl. I know I’ll do one or two more with her. I need a good move the story along because the culminating scene will be a battle and that is already in my head but it can’t happen for another year in the story time. I need to figure out some milestones between birth of babies and one year birthday.
By the time I was done last night, my mood had completely changed. I went from super grump to completely happy. It felt wonderful to add to this story, to see the characters develop further, and to see things come together. Now to continue the adventure, bring together some loose ends, and get ready for the final battle. I can’t wait to see how it all turns out.