I put the chapter in,
I take the chapter out.
I put the chapter back in,
And shake it all about…
I swear, I am doing more and more of this the deeper I get into Dark One’s Bride. Especially the ‘shake it all about’ part. The amount of times I’ve rearranged the silly outline, shuffling chapters about like nobody’s business to make the week seem normal … chock-full, but normal … is it any wonder my muse took a break?
But she popped back for a few seconds yesterday whilst I lay about being ultra lazy and whispered a few ideas about a scene I thought I was done with. A scene I’ve chopped bits from to use in other chapters.
This is why I never get rid of anything I’ve written. Ever.
See, at first it was a rather risqué scene involving a private pool (of the indoor bathing variety) and the barest of modesties. Then, when I thought about it, it felt wrong. He was in character, to the letter. Whereas she just … wasn’t. Where did my confused little bunny go? You know, the one who’s still slightly nervous and, being seventeen, dealing with teenage hormones.
Yet there are things they should discuss (questions he certainly wants to ask) and finding another time/place for that part of their conversation also feels wrong. So how to make it right? I haven’t known for some time. I’ve ignored the dilemma since splitting the original sequel and rewriting. Fobbing off myself with excuses.
Enter my muse. Sashaying her way in and out like she’s want to do.
Clearly, my Main Character’s reaction is part of the problem here. Add it with moving the scene along some to a place where he doesn’t come off as … creepy, then I might have just saved myself some extra concern. Now if I could just find some peace to work it out.
Hmm. I admit, that may be a harder task…