Always
Okay, it happens every time. I reach the middle muddle of my book, and I’m trying to wade through it, and all of a sudden, I get ideas for all kinds of new books. My brain is trying to tempt me to skip the hard work and have fun starting something else.
Start-ups are fun. I never get the first chapters right and have to go back to them over and over again, but that’s normal for me, too. I’m used to it. But starting with new characters, new situations, just “new”, is fun. By the time I’ve lived with them a while, like 15,000 words in, and the plot starts getting more complicated, and I’m asking myself “Do I have enough to finish this book?,” the whole thing starts feeling like work.
I woke up last night at 6:30 in the morning, my brained cranked into full power. Not with ideas for Facing the Music, but with ideas for a new paranormal to put on Vella and a new Loretta and the Ghost, book 2. Unexpected, since I mean to write a Jazzi and Ansel after I finish my WIP. My brain usually toys with ideas for the next book, not two books out of the blue. Maybe because a Jazzi and Ansel book doesn’t “feel” new anymore. I know them so well, my brain sort of yawns. But I’m fond of them, so my brain can get over itself.
The thing is, the paranormal idea just would NOT stop coming, and I got out of bed dragging at 9:00. The old grey cells never clicked off. So today, instead of writing a new chapter that I had planned, I’m writing a few new chapters for Hidden Magic. I’ll post them on Vella as they come. And tomorrow, it’s back to Nick and Laurel. It’s time they start talking to more people in more bands, not just Laramie’s.
My plan is this: write on Nick and Laurel for four days, then write a new chapter for Hidden Magic and post it. Four days on my WIP, one day (or two if I cheat and use a weekend day) for paranormal. It might boost my energy. Sometimes, a change of pace does me good. This is an experiment. I guess I’ll find out. So, wish me luck!
What do you think? One of the cover ideas I had for Nick and Laurel. A woman fantasizes about men she sees in rock bands, but she doesn’t realize the men are fantasies. So when she sees them with someone else, even though they don’t realize she even exists, she thinks they’ve been unfaithful to her. And might kill them.
