We've reached the end of another busy work/writer's week. It was pretty hectic, but also satisfying. I apologize for not posting Wednesday. It was my daughter's ninth birthday, and we were celebrating. The rest of the week was a blur as school came to an end and the kids leaped into summer with birthday (pool parties) and other fun activities.
That's where I came to a dead end. What were they going to do now? I really didn't know. I kept writing, and that's when the old silversmith showed up and started talking. I had to stop and mull things over. I did not have time to write for a couple of days. When I was able to sit down again, I still had no idea what this scene would contribute to the story. I began writing. As I wrote the old man began talking with the Deliverers. It was quite a conversation. In fact, the old man, Chenpo, kept right on talking. Again, I began to worry. What was this adding to the story? Would I have to trash the whole scene??
As I wrote, the old man revealed more about himself. Then it happened. Kate made an offhand
remark, and Chenpo finally earned his keep by providing some critical information. The scene instantly became relevant. This was one of those situations where the characters took over and sorted out the situation on their own.
All in all, it was a very satisfying feeling to have a scene work itself out just as I was ready to junk it. The book is now up to 42,500 words, 43 chapters and 187 pages.