As soon as I poured my coffee this morning, I started another pot brewing. Today will be a two-cups-of-coffee day. I have no idea whether that will translate into good writing or not. I sort of suspect not, but it was COLD when I was walking my dogs. (Okay, cold is relative: it was cold for someone who’s lived in Florida for several years and never wears socks and doesn’t turn the air-conditioning on until the inside temperature hits the mid-80s. I tend to think anything below 70 is freezing. It was, at worst, in the mid-60s. So, you know, “cold.”)
I finished up yesterday with a 1200 word document. I could say, therefore, that I wrote about 600+ words, but actually, I think I wrote more like 1000. This week’s writing has been very typical of my progress. I started a chapter on Tuesday. Didn’t know where I was going with it, noodled around, dumped lots of words on the paper. Finished with under 500 that I thought would be in the final book. Wednesday, I thought about the scene, looked at what I’d written, added a little more. Yesterday, I ripped it all apart. Expanded parts. Added dialog. Got rid of repetitive actions. (Why do my characters need to nod so much? Why, why, why?) Moved phrases around, tweaked jokes*, kept writing, came up with a good idea that screwed everything up, fixed the screw up, polished some more and kept going. Yesterday’s 1200 words will definitely be in the final book, but they don’t have much in common with Wednesday’s final words. I definitely count the day as a win, and hope today can be as good. I’m so close to my ending, I’m starting to dawdle.
Today’s goal: 1000 good words (I’m raising my own stakes!)
*Tweaked jokes. So I’m in Rose’s POV. She’s the ghost of a girl who died in 1957, and notoriously fond of television. Long story but if you could only use one of these lines, which would you have chosen?
They were a perfect match. Like Bogart and Bacall. Grant and Bergman. Dean and Castiel.
or
She was sure of it, as sure as she was that the sun would rise in the morning, that blondes had more fun, and that Dean and Castiel were meant to be together.
Obviously, not everyone will get this joke. I figure that people who don’t will just move on (that’s what I do when authors make pop-culture references that I don’t understand) but for those who do (ahem, Lynda), which line would you have saved?
I already was having a great morning reading blog posts. Joe Bustillos had one that I was waiting for time to read/listen to. (It’s a God Debate between comedians – and it’s absolutely hysterical if you’re interested in seeing it: http://joebustillos.com/2013/09/23/video-mondays-totally-biased-the-god-debate/ )
So, when I swung by The Write Push pages today, your post just kept the humor going for me.
You’ve been busy!! And yes, I love the Supernatural reference, and I’m sure you have a fan base that will know exactly what you’re referring to with either one. I’m leaning toward the simplicity of the first one. But more than the simplicity, it includes enough references that a non-Supernatural fan (do they exist??) would get and enjoy the joke too.
But maybe consider changing the “Grant and Bergman” reference to a different one. Maybe one from a decade somewhere in between Bogart/Bacall and this decade. Some examples: Sam & Diane or Maddie & David? There are plenty of other “for the ages” tv show romances to choose from. 😀
How about Bones and Booth or Castle and Beckett? I like Bogie and Bacall of course!!
I’m not a Supernatural fan and yet I knew the reference.