November is coming to a close, and so is the annual dare to write a book in thirty days. I don’t take the dare anymore. November isn’t mine to spend the time as I wish. It belongs to my husband and mother. So, while everyone else is racing to the end, I’m just now gearing up for the beginning—in December.
Along with Christmas shopping and cooking and partying and gift-giving, December also holds overtime for the man. The extra hours he works give me extra hours to work too. I have two goals for December: finish writing Ride to the Altar, book three in the Circle Bar Ranch series, and find a cover design for Skydiving to Love, a novella I wrote for The Bucket List Dare collection.
For Ride to the Altar, I need roughly 40K more words to finish the first draft. This one has been a killer for me. It took almost two entire years to figure out how to write it (a horror, since I announced in The Final Ride that it would be released this year), because the point of the novel was predetermined by some of my readers. They wanted to know what happened to Janet Parsons, Talon Carlson’s first fiancée, who was murdered the night before their wedding nine years before Ride to the Altar takes place. And, I have it on reliable authority that I stink as a mystery writer, so I have to solve the crime without turning the novel into a mystery.
Talk about your challenges.
Now, almost 40K words into it, I finally think I have it figured out. I know I’ll have to add some scenes, and I know the entire first scene will have to be ripped out (again) and its information disseminated elsewhere, but at least I’m finally on the right track.
So, while all you NaNoers are drawing to the end of your challenge, remember me as I start mine.