Building pressure

Mar 13, 2006

I can feel something moving liquid and almost real inside my head. Some idea, some book, or story, something. It’s been percolating in the back of my head for awhile. I’d thought it was the end of the Merry book, MISTRAL’S KISS. But the closer the idea comes the more I’m not certain that it has anything to do with Merry. Which is awkward since that’s what is due next. I have to finish Merry before I can go on to something else. I want to finish Merry, but she and I are both afraid of this ending. Afraid of what it might mean. And, frankly, all the good news has messed with my concentration. I finished the piece for the spring newsletter this morning. Jon’s going to have to sit down with me and explain the comic book script to me. I’m having trouble visualizing it all. As Jon says, one of the benefits to being married to a comic book geek. One among many. Jon has gone through the first two-thirds of the copy edited DANSE MACABRE. I need to go over it now, but if I start rereading the last Anita book Merry’s voice will not be as strong in my head. So many things happening at once, all good things, but it’s still hard to juggle. I fear me that what’s moving closer and closer like the building pressure of a storm is the next Anita book. Not yet, not yet. Must finish Merry first. Why do I suddenly have this image in my head of me with a chair and a whip fending off the next book. It’s a wonderful problem to have that something is so real that it overwhelms you, but we have a queue here, and a deadline, but ideas are no respecter of either. Of course, maybe what’s almost in the front of my head is not the new Anita book. Heck, maybe it’s a different Anita idea. God knows there are enough of them in the files waiting their turn. Sometimes one of them will just decide that they need a little attention, I’ll write my notes, then it’s like the idea goes back to sleep, until it grows a little more. Some ideas percolate for years before they’re ready. Maybe it’s the next Merry book, though it doesn’t have that feel to it. This close to the end of a book Merry and her crew are busy there. Anyway, my mind is still scattered from all the good news. Jon’s going to help me write something about the Tulsa signing tomorrow. I can’t seem to gather my thoughts. Makes it hard to write anything. But in all the scattering more notes for the next Anita book got made this weekend. I know what happens next I just need to get the time to write it all down.
I’m going to see if I can get a few sentences on Merry done. Any progress will make tomorrow’s work easier. The longer I’m stuck the more stuck I feel.