In the beginning… (while writing He’s So Good: Robert & Carter )

It always sucks.

I’m writing… He’s So Good (Robert & Carter) and if you’ve been around for a while, when I used to blog more, then you know writing the beginning of the story is the most torturous part.
 

I feel discombobulated. Nothing is going right in or out of the world of the story I’m telling. I feel like I’m never going to get going–I’m never going to finish. And what I’ve already written sounds okay but I’m pretty sure it’s how I want to start. I’m playing off the first paragraph of “He’s So Bad: A San Francisco Love Story.”

It starts like this:  She moans, and it makes me harder.

Here’s what I feel…


I feel “He’s So Bad: A San Francisco Love Story” is the best book in the LOVE in the USA series as a whole. I loved writing all the books but there was something about “He’s So Bad” that made me feel as if I was constructing a masterpiece out of Robert Tango–a fully alive and complex human being, captured in fiction. So if you haven’t read the book, grab it. I’m thinking about promoting it soon. But first, I have to find my way out of the start of the book blues. And, in addition to “He’s So Good,” written by me, I’m writing “The Sexy Artist – Fixation” with T.R.

Sigh…..

At first I thought I needed a hug but I think I need to dig deep and find some extra tenacity.

Here’s another reason why I have to dig deep. It’s cold as heck in this house and it’s on propane. Well… propane in Southern California is upwards of $3.50 a gallon! Rip offs!!! So, we’ve been keeping the thermostat set to like 65 degrees max. I know that’s wimpy to a lot of you in other parts of the country but cut me a little slack–I grew up in the Sunshine state! LOL!