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No, not another damn sex scene. NOOOOO! I like sex. I like writing about sex, but damnit we’re almost done. I’m beginning to see every scene that isn’t directly related to the main mystery as a barrier to the end of the book. I don’t want to explore interpersonal relationships. I don’t want to do another therepy session. I am done for this book. I just want out. Out means over. Bad guy dead. Murders avenged. Fini. But the rules for the arduer though changed by this point in the book, are still the rules. I can’t break my own logic rules, or the entire integrity of the world goes crashing down, but damnit, I am tired. I begining to run out of different ways to do sex this book. We’ve done rough, more than once. We’ve down most of the positions that make sense when you’re starting out a sex life, and at least one that doesn’t. We’ve used the extra strength. We’ve used the idea of furry in new and interesting ways. We’ve done the vampire bit. We’ve done it this book. Now I am left with a sex scene that isn’t in the outline, and that I didn’t see coming, and I just simply don’t know what to do with it. It’s with someone we haven’t been with this book, so that’s good. But what’s left? I’ve been threatening to have a shirt made up, PLOT CALLED ON ACCOUNT OF SEX SCENE, INCUBUS DREAMS by Laurell K. Hamilton. It was funnier a hundred pages ago.
I cut sixty-two pages out of the book not long ago, which dropped me back down to under nine hundred pages. I will hit nine hundred pages again either tomorrow or by Thursday. At this rate INCUBUS will be longer than any book I’ve ever written. Shit. Longer than OBSIDIAN BUTTERFLY.
While I’m making confession, may I just say I was wrong about Olaf and Edward being in this book. Mea freaking culpa. They would be wasted here, and Edward is not a character you waste. Next Anita book he and Olaf will be on stage early and often, but this book it’s just not necessary. Yeah, it looses me some cool scenes, but that’s just the way it is. I told Darla when I was sure that Edward and Olaf are not going to be in this book after I told everyboyd he would be, that I’d put it up on the blog, and let everybody know. Well here it is. Sorry, not my choice, not my decision, just that the book changed on me, as they often do. That’ll teach me to tell people too much before I’m more than a few hundred pages in. It’s one of the reasons I normally don’t do hinting, because I’ve lost track of the number of books that I think such and such character is going to be in, and then in the end, they aren’t. So there it is. I’ve got less than ten chapters between me and the end of the book and there is no reason, or time for Edward to show up. I’m disappointed to, by the way.
But next book is a plot tailor made for Edward. Without him, no book. So that one I’m sure of. Without Edward to help at the end of INCUBUS DREAMS though, it’s going to be rough. Anita will make it, but damn, we need more help in the vampire killing department than we have. Larry is still on his honeymoon, so no help there. Maybe we could enlist Manny, no, what if we get him killed? Anita and I are both beginning to wonder if her being the lone ranger of the undead world is such a good idea afterall. Maybe we need another vamp executioner in town, so we can divide up the duties more. Maybe. All I know is she’s had a rough hundred or so pages, and we were looking forward to her getting home to Micah and Nathaniel for this nice little scene. Something homey and comforting. But instead we’ve got to feed the arduer. No sweet domesticity, just fucking. I can’t even say it’s love making, because she’s put the arduer off for longer than she’s ever been able to. Someone killing vamps and answering officer down calls just made her not think about sex at all, fancy that. Now she’s home, and it’s catching up with her. It’s like someone with low blood sugar finally getting a meal, you don’t get to enjoy the food, because you just need it so badly.
Okay, we’ll find a way to enjoy the sex. I mean it is sex, and one of my rules is, it’s got to be fun. But if I could figure a way around this scene, then we could be so periously close to the end. I’m still trying to figure a way out of it. Or around it, or over it. At this point I’d rather see her talk to Micah and Nathaniel than anything else. Which lets you know just how much sex we’ve been having this time round.