That's what it feels like to surface from one of my writing trances, you know. The verb is exact. I've been "underwater", immersed in a different medium than my usual surroundings, and now I have to re-acclimate to what's going on in the world around me. Which, in this case, is a blog post on the proper topic for the weekday, for once!
Yes, Glenscar fans, try and contain yourselves, no screaming, please, but the news is good. Slow, at the moment -- I only got about 500 words done today -- but definitely good. Playing with Fire, at long last, is really and truly back on track!
The problem was what the problem often is with me. I'd gone a little off-course, written a scene which is a perfectly good scene but doesn't belong at that moment in the story, and I had to realize that, pull it out, and figure out what does go there. Whether or not the misplaced scene will see the light of day... well, we'll find out.
To my great satisfaction, one of my favorite lines will indeed be reusable. I won't spoil, but you'll know it when you see it. Grace is only a lady when she needs to be, after all. And Thunder is precisely as much of a gentleman as the situation calls for, whatever the situation may be.
Now if I could just convince my mind to focus on the story, move forward with it, instead of spinning off into "But what if" and "But what about", everything would be great. Though I shouldn't be too hard on that part of me. Not when it's where I get my ideas. (It must live in Schenectady. (See who gets that reference.))
I won't prose on and on here, since I'm sure you'd rather I be churning out more words. Surpassing Danger is also updating again, as I posted a chapter last night and have 1/4 of the next one already done, and I have The Spell of Sealing open on my desktop now. So thanks for reading and I'm off now to WRITE! *takes deep breath, dives in*