Peeks at My Notes

I learned something about myself in this book.  You see, I usually am a “fly by the seat of my pants” writer.  The story is in there, and my fingers simply type it into Word and then I polish it into the story it is meant to be.  Well, when a books is supposed to be the last one in a series, it isn’t that simple.  See, a single book begins and ends with the entire story you meant to tell.  Once a sequel or more enter the picture, you have to make sure that you don’t’ leave any plot points hanging, that the story doesn’t feel like you’re rushing it, dragging it out, or in any other way working to completion.  You simply have to write a story that seems to effortlessly end.  Yeah.  Effortlessly.  Sure.  So, I actually found myself taking notes in this book.  I’d go out to lunch with my notebook, scribble out the things I wanted to happen, arrange them in order, and… WHAT!  I did WHAT?  ME?  I created notes and the equivalent of an… OUTLINE?

Yep.  Furthermore, I ended up writing notes for Aggie (another trilogy) and then other books that are single stories.  Once you’re out there, it’s hard not to keep writing and having ideas and then you don’t want to forget those ideas… soooo.

So, I thought maybe you’d like to see a peek of those notes.  See my atrocious handwriting when I’m scrawling between bites of lunch and sips of Coke.