Could I have 35,000 words with you?

IMG_0204In my writing, I’ve always had a problem with pacing. My biggest problem? Everything happening way too fast. I was a master at using as little words as possible to say something. Flash fiction and me were best friends from the start. Write a story in 500 words, easy. I can write a story in 50.

But I didn’t want to write flash fiction, I wanted to write novels! So for months I worked on adding details into my writing. I thought carefully about character development. And I practiced and practiced and practiced on how to take one simple idea and write pages about it. And after a really long time, I finally got good at it.

But now I have a new problem.

As you might know, I’ve been working on my third novel for months now. I’m still hammering out the second chapter. The story really hasn’t progressed very far at all. But I haven’t given up, I’ve worked on it at least one day every week. Still, I was little bummed about how much more writing I still had to do. IMG_0209

So to lift my spirits, I checked my word count. I thought it would be somewhere around 5,000. What I found was that my word count was well over 35,000! My book is supposed to have ten chapters. If  I keep writing at this rate, the book will be over 175,000 words long (and it will take me five years to finish). I’m not writing an epic tale, this book is supposed to be a fun little quick read.

How did this happen?!

My first thought was that I must have accidentally stuffed my book with filler. So all I had to do was find that filler and cut it out and the book would be fixed. Easy peasy.

I read though what I had written so far. There was no filler. Not even a little bit. All of the scenes were important to the story. A lot of it was character development. Actually, it was some of the best writing I had done, like ever.

IMG_0210So now what do I do? I can’t cut scenes without drastically changing the story, but I don’t want to write a book that long. I mean, what if this book ever got into print? If I dropped a copy of this thing on someone’s head, it could kill them!

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Sorry interview cancelled!

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Okay, so maybe I was enjoying the lovely spring weather instead of writing.

Sorry guys, I’ve been writing non-stop for days and nights (well, not really) trying to get my third novel a little more finished, but unfortunately I’m not as far along as I had hoped. So, the characters aren’t developed enough to really have interviews with them. Again, sorry, I guess I won’t be introducing them this week, but I will soon! But that doesn’t mean I don’t have a little consolation prize for you. I’m releasing the beta first page of No Place for Fairy Tales as a kind of teaser, just to show you what I’ve been working on. I hope you enjoy it!

 

 

No Place for Fairy Tales

“I hope you’re planning on paying for that,” I said, leaning on my mop handle and gazing over the stubby convenience store shelves to stare at the three middle school boys, the next aisle over.

They were in the candy aisle, and they were having way too much fun there. Each had an open bag of candy in their hands, none of them had been to the check-out counter yet.

“What’s it to you, Mop-girl?” one of them asked with a sneer.

Probably the leader. Trouble makers always seemed to need a leader.

“Mop-girl, the dog-faced freak,” one of the leader’s cronies said, half under his breath.

The other two losers chuckled as if they were sharing a secret joke.

“Hey morons, I can hear you just fine from over here. How about you drop the candy and get the hell out of the store. Now,” I said, flipping the mop around so the soggy mop-head was shoulder high and I was holding the handle with both hands.

“Or what, you going to make us?” the other crony asked.

Boy these guys were stupid.

Without waisting another word on them I swung the handle I had been leaning on, around and up over the tops of the shelves. The sopping wet mop head arced through the air, missing one trouble maker, but hitting the next guy square in the jaw. The ragged cloth wad collided into his face with a satisfying “Slap, Squish” sound. The trouble maker wobbled on his feet for a moment in the wake of the mop, and then he kind of stumbled to sit on his butt on the floor.

The two remaining guys stood there staring at their buddy in stupefied shock for a heartbeat or two, and then they realized that I had a back swing.

As the filthy, wet missile reversed direction and sailed towards them again, the idiots panicked, nearly trampling their downed buddy in a hurry to flee the store. Seeing that he was being left behind by his closest friends, the be-smacked guy scurried off the floor and bolted out of the store after them.

Of course, being the tough guys that they were, they had to have one last parting jab.

“Crazy Frankenstein!” the last one yelled over his shoulder as the door swung closed after him.

I did it all for the nookbook!

Driftwood Island cover picGreat news! My first book, Driftwood Island, is now available as a Nook Book. So now, whether you have a Kindle or a Nook, you can enjoy my 4 star novel about Alley, and how she saves a little sea side town and a mysterious island lost in fog.

If you would like to read the first chapter for free, check it out on my Chapter One  page. You can meet the characters on my Characters page. Or you can read a quick snapshot of the story on my Novels page.

And I plan to publish my second novel Monster in the Basement as a Nook Book very soon!