Cyclical Reflections

What is so pleasing to the soul as that which is round?

A wheel as it rolls its way on by?

A simple plate as it bears our vitality?

An umbrella as it shields us from the rain?

The effect of a dress as it fans its way out in dance?

A ring primed with promise as it encircles our finger?

A ball as it bounces or a cup that holds within its walls our joy?

Why does the round hold itself so close to our hearts?

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Restarting My Fourth Novel, Waltzing Matilda Pt. 7


… and done! I can still smell the smoke coming from that last page.

It feels like ages ago when I wrote that a story needs an ending as much as it needs a beginning. And true to my words on that day, perseverance was the key. Though, it took over a year to get there. But I am there! I am actually there!

It kind of blows my mind, especially with the madness that has been 2020. The Covid-19 pandemic continues its slog worldwide. Protestors fill the streets in US cities pushing for needed cultural change even while others stand in the way. As ‘anonymous’ once said, “little by little becomes a lot.”

Here’s to making cultural change, even if it’s in baby steps.

That sentiment held true for each page of this book, as well. Some days, I dropped a couple of thousand words without breaking a sweat, while other days I eked out a sentence. Those little steps kept the story growing.

And strange things occurred within those little steps. New ideas sprouted up, new questions needed answers and they all pushed the story forward. And all that got that first draft done! This story is literally (haha puns!) the longest thing I have ever written. It’s lengthy enough that it might end up being two books! Can you believe it? Two! No wonder it took me so long to get it down.

When I started this story so many years ago, I initially thought it would be a single book. After that first one was done, my brain said maybe it’s a duology. Then it was a quadrilogy and now it might be a pentalogy (now that is a nifty word).

But you know what? I don’t care about the number of books since the complete story is on paper… well virtual paper.

And I have to give a ton of thanks to my writing group, Wry Wit Writing Fellowship. Getting together and forcing writing sprints got me the jumps I needed. And I really have to thank She pushed me every day for many weeks to get it done. I don’t think it would be completed right now, without that push. Thanks, Lyndsie!

On to the next stage. Editing this one is going to be a beast. I had to change my writing process to get it rolling forward. A good two-thirds of it are not in a connected, linear path, but they do follow particular characters. Piecing that puzzle together into a narrative is going to be… interesting. I am curious to see how the story changes by the final edits.

What happens now? I jump back to book three! I need to get those edits done and Black Matilda out before I can give book four the care it needs. Then I can baby it to completion.

Man, it feels good to have the whole story in front of me!

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Restarting My Fourth Novel, Waltzing Matilda Pt. 6


The finish line!  I think I can see it.

Wow…  Has it really been over a year since I last dropped an update on book four?  Well no, now I see the last one was intermixed in a post from 2019.  Go me for being on top of things or something… what was I talking about?  Oh yeah!

I only have two more plot lines left to go and my brain is being a brick about it.  So, what does one do in this sort of situation?  Outline the living hell out of it.  And that’s what I’ve done.  The plot points are fully mapped out and I am halfway through the first of them.  It’s not pretty and reads like someone (me) threw words on a page but it’s another step closer to a completed first draft.

Writing these novels has been an interesting experience in different writing starts.  I’ve gone from a minor idea, full-on “seat of the pantsing,” and now to completely outlined down to what transpires in the dialogue.  And, to be honest, “seat of the pantsing” is the most fun.  When the characters take you by the hand and lead you down a bunch of rabbit holes you didn’t know were there is seriously one hell of a trip.  This full outlining is cumbersome in comparison.  It’s like pushing a boulder uphill and realizing you need to build stop gates every six inches.

But I wouldn’t be where I’m at without it.  Every day is a little bit closer to completing it even if I only get a paragraph, a sentence, or an outline down.

Now I can finally see the light!  Man, I hope it’s not a train…

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