Spending time getting caught up with blogs and just relaxing. Planned to be productive, but things just got out of hand. Well, I guess there's still time.
Editing some of the novel I have done. End of Act 2, the scene is the brimstone lake in PA, our character is about to propose, have just done what he considers a splendid thing. It's early morning, the line to get into the lake is just about to start, the fairy mob (acting as sacred clowns) has begun their antics. As our man gets close the love interest mounts the diving board (installed as a sick joke) and makes a swan dive into the lake. Our man rushes in after her, doing a belly flop. Six of the fairies pull out score cards with 6.0, except for the last one who has a 4.2 on his card. The other five glare at him. Sometimes I crack myself up.
After wrestling with trying to write the first act, I think I've finally accepted that the third act will come out first. Books don't always behave the way we want them to. Just like characters.
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