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As many of you know, I've been working on my novel Kiss Me Like You Love Me for quite some time. I started writing it in February of 2007, so at this point it's the novel that has taken me the longest time to write. My original plan was to have Mikey, my serial killer get caught, and committed at the end. He was going to live in a mental hospital, meet Sadie (from A Stabbing for Sadie) and fall in love with her. When I thought it up, I thought I was being very, VERY clever. I later decided that was a dumb idea.
Upon further reflection I decided that Mikey really needed to die at the end. After all, he was a horrible man and justice would likely be served best if, one way or another, he did not get to live. Then again, there are much worse things than death... So I went back and forth about it for many months. I put the serial killer aside to work on other things. I started two new novels, and wrote several short stories in the time it's taken me to decide definitively on an ending for Mikey.
A little while later I decided on what was to be Mikey's ending. Then I had to figure out what was going to happen to a bunch of other characters. Closure is pretty important in this book, one way or another. When you read Sadie for example, you don't really get to know the whole scoop on anyone but her. This time it's kind of important what happens to several people.
Well, today I figured it out. it's outlined, it's ready. All it needs now is for me to sit the hell down and write it. So that's what I'm doing. Then I'll have to go back and fix things--forshadowings for things I decided not to include, better reactions to startling revelations, stronger and more interesting character development. And of course, I have to bust ass, because I only have two months to finish this thing. It's pretty thrilling if I do say so--both the book itself as well as the writing process.
Beltane was yesterday. I am finding that the older I get, the less I want to go out and do ceremony with other Pagans. I was just telling this to my Godmother. I don't know if it's because spirituality is too personal to brings guests. It may simply be that fluffy, showy, "harm none," wiccan types just get on my last nerve. My experience with "true" wiccans (initiatory types who can trace their training lineage back to The Gardners and tell solitary wiccans that their religion doesn't exist) is that they are every bit as dogmatic and self-congratulatory as fundamentalist christians. I'm just saying...
So with that in mind, I celebrated Beltane at home. I cleaned the house both mundanely and energy-wise, I made merry with a secular friend, and feasted (we ordered from Ahmo's greek restaurant). Later, I gave Pentelope a valerian pill and let her lose her goddamn mind over it for awhile. Hilarious.
Also, the overall badness of the Wolverine reviews make me very sad.
Upon further reflection I decided that Mikey really needed to die at the end. After all, he was a horrible man and justice would likely be served best if, one way or another, he did not get to live. Then again, there are much worse things than death... So I went back and forth about it for many months. I put the serial killer aside to work on other things. I started two new novels, and wrote several short stories in the time it's taken me to decide definitively on an ending for Mikey.
A little while later I decided on what was to be Mikey's ending. Then I had to figure out what was going to happen to a bunch of other characters. Closure is pretty important in this book, one way or another. When you read Sadie for example, you don't really get to know the whole scoop on anyone but her. This time it's kind of important what happens to several people.
Well, today I figured it out. it's outlined, it's ready. All it needs now is for me to sit the hell down and write it. So that's what I'm doing. Then I'll have to go back and fix things--forshadowings for things I decided not to include, better reactions to startling revelations, stronger and more interesting character development. And of course, I have to bust ass, because I only have two months to finish this thing. It's pretty thrilling if I do say so--both the book itself as well as the writing process.
Beltane was yesterday. I am finding that the older I get, the less I want to go out and do ceremony with other Pagans. I was just telling this to my Godmother. I don't know if it's because spirituality is too personal to brings guests. It may simply be that fluffy, showy, "harm none," wiccan types just get on my last nerve. My experience with "true" wiccans (initiatory types who can trace their training lineage back to The Gardners and tell solitary wiccans that their religion doesn't exist) is that they are every bit as dogmatic and self-congratulatory as fundamentalist christians. I'm just saying...
So with that in mind, I celebrated Beltane at home. I cleaned the house both mundanely and energy-wise, I made merry with a secular friend, and feasted (we ordered from Ahmo's greek restaurant). Later, I gave Pentelope a valerian pill and let her lose her goddamn mind over it for awhile. Hilarious.
Also, the overall badness of the Wolverine reviews make me very sad.
