Yes, little things excite me. But, oh, this isn’t a little thing! This is the second half of my story! I’ve been agonizing over how to get from where I am now to THE END–and how to come up with a satisfying enough black moment.
Last night, I sat down at my kitchen table (while my children were running back and forth defeating the imaginary enemy and hubby was in the shower). I stuck my ear buds in my ears, set my mp3 player to shuffle the stored tunes, picked up my trusty notebook and pen, and started a list of scenes that would propel my characters from where I left them to the end.
I thought of a cool new plot twist that I hadn’t considered before, and when my husband came out of the shower, I asked him, “Does this sound stupid?” Then, we sat and brainstormed how to make it work (he’s my #1 brainstorming partner when it comes to figuring out technical plot details). And, yep, it will work!
During this time, my oldest son comes and sits at the table, head propped in his hand. “What are you talking about?” Mr. Nosey asks.
My husband says, “We’re talking about mom’s book.”
Mr. Nosey smiles. “Can I help?”
“Sure.”
Mr. Nosey-turned-author-extraordinaire scrunches up his face in thought for a moment, then leaps out of the chair and starts gesturing with his arms. “Okay. They’re inside the tunnel. They see a sign that says ‘BEWARE OF THE CURSE’. Suddenly, a spirit appears before them. And puts a curse on them.” Mr. Nosey grins. “It’s a pizza curse!”
“Umm….a pizza curse?”
Honestly, I forget what he said after that–probably nothing–because he took off, having imparted his words of wisdom for the perfect plot.
So, despite a few details that need to be worked out, I HAVE A PLOT!!!
And no, it doesn’t involve a pizza curse. I’ll save that for the next book.