But by that, I mean one of those good days, when I wake up and all I can think about is the novel. I stretched, did my yoga, then curled up on my bed with my cereal and my tea and started to write. And write. And write some more. Last night my brain kicked into high gear and stuff that I hadn’t planned, that I hadn’t even thought about, suddenly appeared and almost made me cry because it was so good. Today that pattern continued, and the words poured out of me — brilliant images and heartfelt emotions and colors and words that were just right. This is now officially one of my favorite sections of the novel. It’s so bright and shiny, while still being full of pain and suffering for all! It’s a wonderful mix.
I ended up close to 3000 words in about 3 hours. Remember, this is all long hand. It was 17 pages (I just hope I’ll be able to read my own writing!) Lots of flow.
One of the things I was thinking about this morning: I love the one character I’m writing in the even numbered chapters. I love his voice, the way he sees the world. He’s so very alien, and getting stranger with every page. However, the more “normal” characters, in some ways, feel more dynamic to me. I believe it isn’t because of the nature of the individual characters. I think it has to do with the fact that one character has his brother with him, and the way in which they interact feels very natural to me and draws me in more. The other character always has people to interact with, he isn’t on his own. But they’re always new people, not anyone he actually feels comfortable with. In some ways, you don’t get as deep with him. I pay a lot of attention to the supporting characters with him, because they are new and need to be explored and explained. Hmmm. I’m going to have to think about this more. I may have to get his mother involved after all. *grins*
I hope that each and every one of you is having a marvelous weekend!