If you’re wondering how my next novel, Dancing the Maypole, is progressing I’m happy to say this evening I’ve finished chapter 41. The book now has 114,137 words and will probably end up with about 120,000. I’m quite excited to start chapter 42 tomorrow. I can see how it starts and sort of what happens, but anything could happen…though hopefully nothing that demands an extra half dozen chapters because that would be bad for my mental health! Noooooo! As it stands I’m looking at two more chapters and an epilogue. Let that be true!!!
Last week I didn’t do much writing as the Goblin was on holiday (for our 14th anniversary). We had some lovely adventures, but one very special experience in particular has been swirling in my head since last Tuesday. It’s been making me laugh with glee every time I think of it (every time I get in bed to go to sleep I lay there and chortle to myself – I’m surprised the Goblin hasn’t threatened to divorce me out of irritation). I’ve been laughing because it was so bizarre…so improbable…so a Cari-dream come true with bells and whistles. It was an experience that would mean nothing to most people on the planet (if they’d happened to be the one experience it), but for me…it was amazing! Sometimes you get out of bed and life improbably falls into place. I’ll be writing a post on it soon. I think I’ve needed time to digest it properly. What does it mean? I’ve no idea, but I’ll figure it out one day. In the meantime…life is good!
I had the pleasure of being there this last sunday when my brother’s first child was born. Waiting was a distinctly uncomfortable experience- I got very antsy and couldn’t concentrate. It occurs to me that waiting for this story is very similar to that; excitement as you wait, only to get much more jittery and impatient as the moment gets nearer! My nephew is perfect, all pink and tiny and beautiful. His name is Teagan. I feel a bit bad though that I’m almost as excited for this story as I was for him!
I know exactly what you mean! This last week I’ve had my scheduled writing kicked out the window by a stupid cold that’s decimated my brain power (at least the creative part). Antsy is a good word to describe how I’ve been feeling too. I want to get this book done so I can find out how it ends…so I can then finish Once Upon a Wager…so I can start on another one… Yes, I’m obsessive compulsive and I like it that way! I got some decent pain killer though so at least I managed to sleep last night and most of this afternoon. With luck I’ll sleep well tonight and then feel better in the morning with enough brain power to actually do something. That would be good.
Congratulations on your new nephew! Eleven years ago I got to spend a month with my sister when she had her first child, a boy…a month after he was born. He was such a beautiful baby. He looked like Captain Picard off Star Trek. I haven’t yet seen photos of my latest nephew, but I’m going to assume he’s adorable. I need to be a better aunt and send the little guy something before he’s twenty. I’ll do that, as soon as I get Dancing the Maypole done! 😉