Not only did I find the 2016 version of Mollie’s story, but my notes, research and all that went with it.
The Draft Book Cover
So, I am excited and raring to get going of course, but I will not. Not until I have an outline completely worked out. There will be no “on-the-fly” decisions this time. No deviations from the story. This outline will probably take some time, and so it should – it is the blueprint of my first novel. This do-over is going to feel so great! I have had a year to let the story settle and the dust clear out. I am no longer sick and tired of it.
That being said, I will start by jotting down thoughts and ideas for the outline. But not tonight. I promised myself I would get my office under control so I can work in it again.
And there is that spring cleaning list looming over my head…
Domestic Friday for this week is to work on the Spring Cleaning List. (What!? That again!?!) However, because it’s on my mind so much, I may have to read the 2019 version of my novel I found while looking through a back up drive last night – OR perhaps I should find an earlier copy to make sure I had not begun ruining it yet.
By ruining, I mean editing it in a hurry to finish it. Very BAD idea and an even stupider decision making process. All that work and willy nilly edits. Ruined. If I find an earlier copy – one that is pure in story, research, and character, I promise not to ruin it. Who am I making this promise to?
Myself and my main character, who is still not happy with me. She knows how I ruined her story and she is causing me twinges of guilt. I am also receiving random glimpses into her thoughts, that I should be writing down so I don't forget them because, after all, that is the purpose of her story. I can't sit at the computer all day, but I can hunt down the right copy of her manuscript so I have it handy when I can.
A.k.a. The Right Room, The Toy Room. It is the guest room between the Master and the end (Left side) guest room. It has a full sized bed and a closet full of games and toys. The left room has a queen sized bed, so it goes to married couples who visit. When no one is visiting it is my sewing room, but we will be visiting that room another day.
I need to finish up with the kid’s room so I can move on to the left room, a.k.a., sewing room. What a heap of unorganized “stuff”! Artwork and Picture frames cover the bed (underneath all the fabric and yarn.) I forgot about that chore. I have way too many things to hang and not enough walls. I hope I have room for them under all the beds, again, because I can’t make decisions like that now. I need a shower and some breakfast before my date with my hairdresser. If I can focus, I will still have an hour to clean before I leave to go there.
I actually had 15 minutes to clean. Got half of the headboard and footboard done. When I got back from the beauty shop and the grocery store I finished cleaning the bed frame and the matching table. Under the glass tabletop I could see the very fuzzy base board and frankily, I was jealous. The base board has more hair than I did.
Now, instead of being the woman who has half a shaved head, I am that bald chick. Or, that Marine who wears lipstick. Soon I won’t have to wear hats and that makes the weird looks worth it. I suppose I will have to put sunscreen on my head, but it should not ruin my hair – Ha! If you are feeling sorry for me – don’t. My head looks gorgeous now, four months after surgery. Too bad the wound still pulls and aches most of the time. The fuzz has almost covered up the scar. Wait! Why am I talking about my lobotomy again? Apologies.
What peach fuzz I have is spiked!
I do not know where the time goes, but it is already 5:00 pm and time to prep dinner. If I want to sew after dinner, I need to finish with the kid’s room. I would rather be working on my bubble quilt, but I have curtains to finish and another set to make from scratch. Sigh.
What I really want to do is eat a huge piece of cake and call it dinner. Hubby wouldn’t let me. He takes better care of me than I do sometimes.
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