“When I’m good I’m very, very good but when I’m bad I’m better.”
Book two plotted.
Jaded cop vs Mafia princess. :hello2:
This past weekend I holed up in my house with two other authors. We plotted 4 ST’s, drank, ate, laughed, cried and generally had a hell of a time. I’m exhausted.
While my one friend refused to call what we did plotting, she repeatedly used the term brainstorming. OK we brainstormed our character’s GMC’s and the beginning middle and end of the stories. So, sure we brainstormed.
My family was great. Two of my children happily gave up their bedrooms and bathrooms for my GFs. Hubby found things to do outside of the house. No one interfered. Between the 3 of us, we have 11 children, and while there were a few calls, the weekend went amazingly smooth and was extremely productive. Had we had all day Sunday we could have knocked out another 3 or 4 ST’s. As it is, I feel really good about my story. I feel great about their stories too, but was a little miffed when I kept wanting to insert a love scene and they both said in unison, “Not yet, Karin!” They both write suspense. Hey, I tried. Thank you, ladies for your wild imaginations, hair trigger humor, and insight to my voice. The weekend was great, and I can’t wait to do it again. Cheers!
Write on, everyone. I’ll check back in a few days. My revisions are looming and I’m a tad behind. More on that later.