How long does this last? he wondered, spreading his broad hand across her belly. Inside his head, he heard her reply, closer than his own thoughts, As long as you want it to, and she looked at him with that unspoken answer in her smile.
This, from last August.... It's important I keep my finger on this pulse as I revise. It's taken a while, but I've discovered the theme of my book is touch and connections. I'm not sure how knowing theme matters when the thing is already manifested. I sure didn't think about it going in. Themes are funny things.They sneak in over time and one day, you flip back a shutter and there it is, a sleeping bat clinging to the wall, it's eyes scrunched shut and muttering "Good. She can't see me."
Not much of a reach for a stitcher, this tactile thing. There's just no denying it.
Hell is a picnic in a warm place. I am in Revision.
I've made a point of NOT reading any more craft books about writing. Not that I know every damn thing there is to know. I just can't let myself be derailed by any more second, third, fourth or fifth guessing.
But this great piece on revision popped up in the email the other day and I'm so glad that I couldn't resist Chuck's dirty mouth. It's a long and worthy read if you are any kind of scribbler. Know that I am only at #5 - Fermentation, which to an outsider probably looks like you've changed, skipped or bad need of medication.
To help with the "Hands Off thing", and to salve my aching political soul, I indulged in binge-watching every episode of West Wingon Netflix. Outstanding in every way, it ran from 1999 to 2006 and it's positively eerie and sad how the issues raised continue to be things that we are still dealing with today. In every episode, your heart will swell to the size of a football then shrink down to a walnut several times. Fully engaged you will be.
"In reality, the woman belonged to sometime else as she was just here at this time by accident. A slip of the cosmic order had caused her to be born out of sequence, under the wrong stars. She had been overlooked by the universe. In the book of all names and beings, she was unlisted, with no past nor future written down for her. She was invisible to the gods, the passage of time and the protection of the stars."