Ok, it's way past my bedtime, so I'm going to make this short. I think I know part of the reason why I was so weirded out by writing the scene where all the kids die. Yes, there was definitely finality to it, and it was an odd place to be, the person that creates and decides this fate. But also, I hadn't the foggiest idea how I was going to transition to the next phase of the story. I was stuck, or struck. Not sure which, but there I was.
The answer came to me this morning while I was in the shower. I used to think that I was the only person who felt that her muse was the shower, but come to find out, those mindless tasks that you do every day open you up to ideas and answers that had eluded you earlier. Anyway, as I massaged shampoo through my hair, the solutions started coming to me. As I dried off, another piece of the puzzle presented itself. I considered skipping my morning pages and almost went straight to writing down what I had discovered, but the thought of missing a day of those pages seemed like a particularly bad idea - especially now.
So, I used them to work out my thoughts. At 8:30 tonight, I finally got the chance to sit down to my computer and breathe the new life, the next era, into my novel. And it felt really, really good.
Today's Word Count: 1,778
Total November Count: 13,978
Words to hit 50,000 Goal: 36,022
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