Saturday, May 16, 2009

in which the cast is missing… again.

If I appear ridiculous, it is because our language is deficient.—James Boswell

After months of decent writing work, it seems that my stamina, my ability to stay sitting at my desk, is shot to pieces.

I blame the travel bug, which has been gnawing at my brain all week. It happily tunnels through all my plot notes, character ideas, and brilliant description (assuming it was ever brilliant to begin with), and instead offers me visions of Otherplace: crepes by Notre Dame, sojourns through Norway, Japanese noodle carts.

I don’t know if my characters are disgusted with me, and have just stopped speaking? Which forces me away from my desk again and again…

Or are they listening to the travel bug even more than I have? And now they’re spread across the continents. I’ll have to go find them, one by one, in Morocco and Panama and Belgium. Irritated with their author, they’ve decided to circumnavigate the globe, in search of better adventures than they’ve gotten on the page, poor things.

If you’re reading this, oh characters of mine (who have probably tried to get as far away from me as possible, and certainly wouldn’t be reading my blog!), then come home quick. Yes, even if you haven’t yet seen the Pyramids. Because drafting starts again on Monday!! Part Three, that monster of plot and conflict and development! It all comes crashing in on Monday morning, and if you’re not back yet, then I don’t know what will happen.

Perhaps the narrator will entertain us with a selection of knock-knock jokes.

Or something even worse.

So come back, come talking, come grumpy and angry and hostile as you are, because Monday will put all of us through our paces again. (And show me your pictures when we’re on break. Bring me a keychain or at least a postcard as well…)—jl

Posted by Jenn Langefeld on 05/16 at 07:13 AM
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