(Now, if that isn’t an award-winning, jaw-dropping opening line, I simply don’t know what is. Sounds more like a dirge to a mathematical failure than a blog post. *rolls eyes but does, in fact, soldier on*)
Quiver (that’s the infamous Book Three’s title for all those who missed the surprise announcement yesterday) is now on track to crest at the halfway point of the festivities.
I’m now taking this as a challenge instead of a dilemma.
With that mindset, I have divided all the partial and completed scenes of the novel into three categories: Before, During and After. Separating everything out into divisions relative to the climactic jolt has shown me that I’ve got a heck of a lot of work to do on the tail-end of this behemoth.
Well, I guess you could call that a plan of attack.
In the broadest sense of the word.
I’m thinking a great military mind would need more than “aim at the ass” before heading into battle, but what do I know?
Jeez, this is going to get messy.