I've been slowly getting to work on my latest project. Something about this novel is giving me the drive to finish it, to connect all the pieces I've created and make a coherent whole. I know that somethings will have to be cut, as I look at all the short files on my computer; there's no way they will all make sense. I also feel like I know my main character now, better than I ever have before. I understand her, whether or not I agree with her actions. I think that might be what I needed with this story all along, to understand my main character.
I'm trying not to worry about marketing right now. That's for later, right? I need to focus on the story, though I get distracted by all the marketing and writing sites. And by Twitter (though I enjoy Twitter).
I thought I'd give you a sample of a scrap I found recently. I was flipping through last year's notebook and found this page. It's short, a scribble, really. I don't even know if it will end up in the final piece and it needs editing, but I think I like what it is trying to say.
I didn’t know if I should follow him.
He had woken while I was getting dressed. I couldn’t stay any longer, coming up with an excuse for leaving so early as I looked for all my clothes. I watched him get out of his bed. He kissed me, softly, on the cheek. I watched him walk confidently to the bathroom and heard the water turn on. I was pulling on my last sock when the phone rang, loud in the darkened room. He was throwing on a robe as he walked, still dry, to his phone. The steam from the bathroom drifting out to find me.