Monday-Monday-What the hell is my next book about?

Monday-Monday

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What the hell is my next book about?

I typed The End to HIS to LOSE and submitted it to my editor.

OMG! That means I don’t have a wip anymore.

Confession time! My friends, family, critique partners, even the stranger on the street will testify as to what happens to me and to my state of mind when I don’t have a book started.

The loss is interesting. I’m glad, thrilled and excited it’s over. Mainly because I’ve read the same book one-hundred times, and I’m ready to rip my hair out by the roots.

Still, I’m sad I have nothing in the hopper. There’s not some brilliant idea waiting in the recess of my mind waiting to burst forward. I’m worried that I’ll never have another original thought. The slate is blank!

This isn’t a new state of desperation for me. In fact, it happened when I finished all four full length novels and my short story. It happens every single time. I’m convinced the creative well is bone dry! I’m positive. Broken. And I gritch about it until those folks I mentioned above are ready to choke me or push me off a cliff.

 

I’ll run scenario after scenario through my head. Asking the same question…what is the new book about?

I have the characters to write about. My first review of The Green-Eyed Doll wants Ash Hunter to have his own happy ending and I agree. I know who the hero is for the next installment on the Lost and Found, Inc. series. But what trials, tribulations and disasters do I want either of these heroes to overcome?

For a time nothing peeks my interest. I’ll read through newspapers, open document after document of research I’ve saved on my hard drive. Toss around ideas using the ‘what if’ and ‘why’ questions until an idea takes hold.

Yesterday afternoon, while my honey and I watched the brilliant Patton Manning win yet another football game, the light inside my head brightened then burn at full wattage! The idea had nothing to do with the game, but a weird flash. An ah ha moment. An idea for Ash Hunter’s, a secondary character in The Green-Eyed Doll, story, took hold. Soon I’ll  turn the reigns over to characters and let them drive the story.

By this morning I had a name for the book. The Last Teardrop.

So what you you think of the title?

Do you think all authors go through this?

Monday news—The Green-Eyed Doll is available for pre-order at http://thewildrosepress.com or http://amazon.com