Since it's past midnight (way past), it's now been six days since work on the manuscript came to a screeching halt. I did manage to write a very detailed thirteen-page synopsis. That took a while because the story isn't completely written, I had to stop and think it through every step of the way. The black moment and subsequent events that bring about the resolution turned out better than I had originally planned. Things came up (nice surprises) that I never knew were there. And I ended up with a circular plot, meaning the story ends with much the same scenario as it begins, coming full circle for all involved.
Still, I'm not finished. Now I have to start culling out unnecessary lines and words to cut it down drastically before I send it to the agent. No way would I send her thirteen pages of synopsis. This long first draft is printed and I'll keep it for my own reference because it does go into detail on certain key scenes, or events that act as turning points, and explanations of motivations, etc.
Delays have made me antsy. I want to get all this finished and submitted so I can get back to the real, and much more enjoyable, work of writing the manuscript. But life stops for no one, and there are a hundred and one things that daily drag me away from writing. Today, nearly the entire day was taken up with a trip to the eye doctor with my son. We were in the doctor's office for five hours. No kidding. I've never seen a medical practice run as this one was, and hope never to see it again. If my son hadn't seriously needed to see the doctor, I would have walked out at the three hour mark. But we had to sit there and be shuffled around from one exam room to another, for this procedure and that. It turns out, my son has blockage of the glands along the rims of his eyelids. It turns ugly and my handsome son is looking pretty pitiful at the moment. Hopefully, he'll be back to his gorgeous self very soon.
And, hopefully, I'll get back to my normal writing routine.
Devon
Devon, I sure hope they get back to normal again for your soon, too. In all ways! Your poor son! How awful.
ReplyDeleteMajor congrats, however, on the synopsis though. That is quite an accomplishment and I'm sure you'll pare it down nicely in no time. :)
maddie
Thanks, Maddie. Ever feel like the rat in the maze that keeps running into dead ends? That's me in a nutshell. One door opens, only to lead to five more with the potential for disaster or another dead end waiting behind each one. After so many years, it makes you just want to sit down right where you are rather than searching endlessly for the piece of cheese at the elusive end. Wow, how philosophical am I today. Not a good sign.
ReplyDeleteWell, I wrote a paragraph of my synopsis today, Devon. The life, as you say, stops the process. Oh, well, as Scarlett said, "Tomorrow's another day."
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