Another Round Robin Blog Topic. On a subject I recently experienced, so I can really go with this one.
Several weeks ago, as I pounded the keyboard toward the finish line of my latest novel, The Culinary Art of Murder, I found the ending wasn’t going to work. Here I was with nearly 80,000 words done, only 5,000 to go, and no “The End” in sight. I had an October delivery deadline. I panicked. I prayed. I wept. I ate chocolate.
At a loss, I put the manuscript away hoping my sub conscience would find a way. After all, I’d already written eleven books and it hadn’t let me down yet. I let the old ‘sub’ gestate, percolate, and regurgitate. Maybe my inner mind knew what it was doing, even if I didn’t. The scary thought was maybe. More prayers. More weeping. More chocolate.
So, was I done as a writer? No, I decided. But writing can be an ephemeral thing, as can the rest of life. You can’t always get to the same place in the same way at the same time. And things can turn on a dime. I allowed myself to become distracted. Life helped me out.
One of my two cats, Ellie, got sick. As a dutiful mommy, I became preoccupied with getting her well. My musician husband, Norman, had a lot of gigs. I went to see him perform.
The weather became oppressively hot. When I wasn’t watering my garden, I stayed inside and watch old movies on TCM, eating more chocolate. Every now and then thoughts of the book would flit into my mind, but I’d beat them back with a mental stick. I didn’t want to think about writing or my book for a week or two. And as a person who believes a day without writing is like a day without sunshine, it was difficult.
About a week later, I woke up at 4:00 a.m. with a clarity not given to me before. The ending I had initially envisioned would work if only I changed my approach to it. Stop pounding it into the ground, I thought. Stop making it a big deal. Stop trying to ‘write’ the ending. You’ve set it up; let it write itself. And so I did. I relaxed and let the characters, story, and plotline lead the way. And when I was done, typing “The End” never felt so good.
There was a downside, though. I gained three pounds from all that chocolate. But what price art?
Here are the other authors joining Round Robin Blog with a lot to say on the subject:
Diane Bator http://dbator.blogspot.ca/
A.J. Maguire http://ajmaguire.wordpress. com/
Anne de Gruchy https://annedegruchy.co.uk/ category/blog/
Skye Taylor http://www.skye-writer.com/ blogging_by_the_sea
Victoria Chatham http://www.victoriachatham.com
Marie Laval http://marielaval.blogspot.co. uk/
Judith Copek http://lynx-sis.blogspot.com/
Dr. Bob Rich http://wp.me/p3Xihq-137
Helena Fairfax http://www.helenafairfax.com/ blog
Fiona McGier http://www.fionamcgier.com/
Beverley Bateman http://beverleybateman. blogspot.ca/
Rhobin Courtright http://www. rhobinleecourtright.com