I SO badly didn’t want to write tonight, but the days have been ticking away without any progress whatsoever. So, I forced myself to sit down and keep my fingers on the keyboard until something came. I think it’s junk, and I’m probably going to have to scrap most of it. But, at least I wrote. It felt good to do it again. It’s funny how you really have to be in the groove of writing to generate volume. I feel out of practice, and it’s going to take a few times before I’m back into pumping out dialogue and description like I was before.
That’s ok, though. At least I’m getting started again.
There’s a scene I need to write with one of the bad guys. I’m still not sure how it’s going to pan out, but I’m past the point where I need to insert it. So, I’m going to have to go back and write in a completely new scene a chapter or so back from where I am right now. I’ve never done it that way before, so this should be interesting.