Spring, a sequel and when flying by the seat of your pants doesn’t cut it

Spring has finally been sprung on the (im)patient public!

I love spring! It’s my favouriteĀ season, May is my favourite month. And it’s not just because my gardens have finally begun to bloom. (Also very fond of gardening, here’s a pic of one of my gardens. Tulips are out, alliums will be opening soon)

Spring also means the beginning of baseball season – I’m coaching Little S again this year – and running outdoors gets a whole lot more enjoyable. The days are warm but not hot, windows are open but no air conditioning is needed. Neighbours begin to socialize again, the sound of kids playing outside fill the streets. And I get to play in my gardens. I’m happy. šŸ™‚

A sequel is coming, a sequel is coming!

I’ve been told I needed to write a sequel for Unexpecting since it came out.

For those of you who haven’t read it – READ IT! IT’S REALLY GOOD! – Unexpecting is about a woman obsessing about her biological clock. Without a man in her life, Casey begins to planĀ who andĀ how she can get pregnant. Until, of course, like in every chick-lit book, her plans go awry.

Readers want it, I want to find out what happened to Casey and J.B. And I’ve been thinking it, on and off, with no real idea of a plot.

Until now.

I won’t give away any details because this is early, early stage and those details may not even make it into the book. But I’ve got a plot and IĀ have the characters and on Friday I wrote two chapters. So a sequel is coming! Not sure when, but I’ll make a guess that it will be in 2017!

If you haven’t grabbed your copy yet, now’s a good time! Ā Amazon

I’m a pantser

What?

There are two kinds of writers – those who plot out every detail of the story and know exactly what will happen to each and every character. They are known as Plotters. The other type are those who start blindly writing, leaving it up to the characters to tell the story. They are the Pantsters.

That’s me. I have a beginning, I usually have an idea where to end up but what happens in between –

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I have no idea.

And I’m okay with that because it’s worked in the past. But now…

I’ve jumped back into Best Worst Date, the sequel to The Secret Life of Charlotte Dodd. I’ve been neglecting Date since the beginning of the year because I’m been rather consumed with revising Coming Home, but now it’s finished and out in the world, it’s time to get back to Tenley’s first date with Colin Darcy. I have a great beginning, tight and sharp and critiqued by many and I sent off three new chapters just last week. But then I started thinking about the book…something’s not right and I couldn’t put my finger on it. And then it hit me – I have no idea where this book is going!

I probably shouldn’t admit that because I’m eventually going to finish the book and I don’t want potential readers to write it off before I even suggest they read it!

I will figure out what’s going to happen to Tenley but I think it’s going to take a little time, especially when I’ve got the Unexpecting sequel at the forefront of my brain. It’s new, it’s exciting and Date is giving me problems, so what would you want to work on?

But I’m not giving up on Date. I’ll wait until my writing partners give me their feedback and go from there. And it might take going back to character bios, and plotting some things out, but I’ll figure it out. Giving up is not an option!

In the meantime, anyone got some advice for me on how to figure out Best Worst Date?! šŸ™‚

 

What happened to spring?

It’s April 3. WTF happened to spring??!!?

There’s a month or so between hockey and baseball season when our neighbourhood erupts into the chorus of kids playing. My kids are outside almost every night after dinner, playing ball, biking, roller-blading. Our backyard becomes a baseball diamond as hubby and I sit on our porch and chat with neighbours out for an evening stroll.

That time should be now.

Instead, this is what we woke up to this morning.

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Yes, we live in Canada and yes, winter doesn’t always adhere to the dates on the calendar, but come on!! It felt like -15 degrees last night!!