Back on Flower Power. Ahh, the friendly cheerful happy hippy flowers! I love writing on Flower Power. It feels so safe, so inviting. “Come on, sit down, write something. It’s groovy, baby.” Husband did a brain swap and now the hard drive doesn’t *clunk* when it’s powered on.

Shannon gave me an “Aha” moment with her post about dung beetles. OK, not the dung beetle part, the why does this part suck so much part. I write out of order, too. I even end up with scenes that don’t make it into the book because they don’t fit when I go to put it all together. I’m in the putting together phase with Miss Lonely Hearts and yesterday I was ready to go study the dung beetles instead. But it’s just a stage. I know what’s wrong. I know how to fix it. I know I always get through this part and it always works in the end.

This is about the time I start pulling out Lawrence Block and quoting, “It’s only a book.” Really. The fate of the free world doesn’t rest on me. I just have to make this character arc coherent. Besides, some of the funnest scenes are just ahead and I’m really looking forward to getting to that part!