That’s what I needed to do.  Just busted out a thousand words in an hour that’s a lot more powerful than before.  I’m liking it.  (But then, I’ve always like Dusky, and this is from her POV.)

I realized that I was simply recreating the same scenes the same way with my first attempt.  I needed to get in and really work it from different angles.  I also think I’m going to stick with Dusky for a while longer rather than pop into an intro of Shannon.

Yep.  I think this will work much better.

(Looks like I just got here in time, too.  The place is packing up and there aren’t many places to sit.)

Going to have a go at finishing the second chapter of Red Wolves.  I still don’t like Shannon Elias’ character, despite my intention to rough her up some.  Spent part of this morning wondering who to style her upon.  Maybe if I have someone in mind it’ll be a tad easier.

The Bridge Pedal is today.  Right now, I’m watching two levels of it.  Those on the Broadway Bridge above me are heading east.  Below me on Naito Parkway are either the stragglers or leaders; I don’t know which because I haven’t a map handy.  (LOL!  I just saw a unicyclist go by!  That’s gotta be rough – no coasting for that guy!)  I have absurd hopes of seeing one of the guys I work with … he asked for today off so he could participate.
Yesterday saw the completion of two scenes for the new Red Wolves cyberpunk novel.  Only about 1500 words.  Couldn’t seem to get too excited over the next scene, which is the second character, Shannon Elias.

One of the many reasons I disliked this book was because I didn’t like Shannon.  She’s too damned good, too innocent.  Going over her character bio and recalling my feelings for her, I’ve decided she needs more grit and less trust.

Additionally, the original backdrop was a second civil war in America, a war predominantly fought between Big Business and the Government.  It’s been eight years since I first wrote this.  Today’s current events makes this premise very implausible.  If a civil war broke out, it’d be between the haves and the have-nots.  Instead, I’m going to declare an overall decline of the government’s ability to take care of its people, and leave it at that.

Time to get writing…

But today I have a purpose.

Last night while online, I became bored, really bored.  I think I’ve reached the end of my writing vacation.   The stack of books to be read remains the same height no matter how many I weed out of it, but I’m not so fired up to read anymore.  (I know.  I hear you.  “It’s about TIME!”  My wife agrees with you.)

I’ve been working my way through the Into the West miniseries.  Yesterday morning as I finished watching episode four, I got a major hankering to write.  Or rewrite.  Or something.

One things I’ve always said was that I didn’t care for CyberEpic.  People ask if I’ll ever publish it; my response has always been a resounding “no!”  When I wrote it, I knew what the average white American knew about American Indians.  (Well, maybe a little bit more, but not all that much.)  Now, however, I’ve done a mountain of research for the writing and rewriting of Tiopa Ki Lakota.  There are so many more things I can put into CyberEpic that was denied me by my previous ignorance.

That doesn’t change the fact that I still hate the title and the story.  LOL!

Today I begin writing a new novel, tentatively titled Red Wolves.  Same basic plot, same general characters, but I’m writing it from scratch.  I’m sure some things will remain the same, and others will change drastically.  Those of you who dearly adore CyberEpic, be warned.  Or be cheered . . .

When I first wrote that novella, I didn’t outline any of it.  Given my recent discovery that perhaps outlining isn’t for me, Red Wolves will be a return to those roots.  I have no idea where this story will go, or where the characters will take me.  Maybe it’ll help fire up my inspiration, and put me on the good written path I started on so many years ago.
A girl can hope.