Sometimes, I really wonder about myself.
Let me explain. I am currently working on Book Two of the Kiss series (Book One was A Kiss in the Shadows). If that weren’t enough, I’m also working on Book Three because….well, because the characters are talking to me and if I don’t pay attention and write what they tell me, I may lose it…or risk them not talking to me again for a long time so….
I’m working on two stories simultaneously.
Forgive me. That’s not entirely true because while working on these two stories, I kinda got sidetracked and started working on a third….and a fourth. *Sigh* Actually, if I’m being totally honest here (and this is why I wonder about myself), I have thirteen stories in various stages of construction. Some are just glimmers of an idea (the blurb on the back of a book as it were). Some have been semi-plotted with the characters fully fleshed out. Some have been started with a chapter or two and some have been partially written.
Oh wait. Make that fourteen stories because today, while I was doing my usual Sunday chores (I was peeling cucumbers as my snack for the week ahead), I stumbled upon another idea. A glimmer of a story, if you will. A strange woman’s voice spoke to me (thankfully, she was in my head and no one else heard her). She told me her name and said she found herself in the most unusual situation and could I help her. She wanted her story told. She also wanted me to find her the man of her dreams (as if it were that easy).
I tried to reason with her, letting her know I was already committed (ha! Now there’s a good word for me!) but she wouldn’t hear the word No. Or perhaps, she doesn’t know what the word No means. In any case, she wouldn’t stop talking so I did what I usually do in these situations. I grabbed a pad of paper and my favorite purple pen and began to write….
After a few quickly sketched sentences, which made her happy, I went back to peeling my cucumber, peacefully and in blissful silence.
And now you know why I wonder about myself.
As always, happy reading!Marie