Apology

 Been in a bit of a funk lately.  I think that it is a combination of my increasing dislike of winter and the grey skies that are endemic here in the Pacific Northwest coupled with my current inability to stay away from the fucking news cycle.

I have been completely dry on how to proceed now that I have finished the introductory and “getting to understand” the cast of characters in the book that I am writing and is currently not going anywhere.  I am blaming the two conditions that I outlined in the first paragraph, but the truth of the matter is that I am just stuck about how to get from here to there and now I am even questioning where “there” should be.

So I am going to a Nerd-Fest today to see if I can come up with some ideas. 

Next Day:

Nerd fest gave me no ideas on plot whatsoever but was very enjoyable anyway.  Got to watch a lot of folks dressing up in costume and just having fun and living out their fantasies.  Good stuff there. 

I am thinking that I must kill one of the cast of characters in the story.  Don’t know why I feel that this is the case.  I can’t kill off Walt or Betty or any on the folks that reside in the “Weird of Hali” series, so just my created folks are fair game.  Pondering that.

The chapters that y’all are waiting for have been written and re-written a couple of times now.  I am still not satisfied.  I am thinking that what has been written thus far is “part one” and is a major subheading in the Table of contents.  Now the tempo and the direction of the book needs to head off in a different direction.  This is the problem that I have been having. 

So right now I am reading furiously.  A lot of re-reading of folks who are good at “action”.  What the past month has taught me is that I am not really at all good at plotting action. 

So, Just letting you guys know where things are right now. 

As a short aside, I wish world events weren’t so bloody dire right now.  I think that I am spending too much time fretting about things.  I also think that this fretting might be part and parcel of my current inability to plot/write the next section.