November 14, 2008

Double the Fictional Doom

I am out of words this week. I put them all into Chapter 12. The only words I have left are sarcophagus and prestidigitate, neither of which would fit even remotely into Chapter 12. NOT THAT I DID NOT TRY.

Translation: I have been drafting like a MANIAC. This is going to continue, as on Sunday I head into New York for three days to see my editor, go to a Book of the Month Club party thing, and begin drafting the VERY LAST SECTION OF THE BOOK. I can see the end on the horizon (whee!), but it looks a LITTLE too much like Titus Andronicus right now to please me. WHen I think to myself. I SHOULD KILL ALL MY CHARACTERS IN A FIRE, WRITE "THE END," AND GO GET A COCKTAIL…well. This tells me I am souring, and it is time to leave my sour little room and drag my sour little self off to draft someplace ELSE.

I was working at Starbucks, but that way lies fat, fat madness. MMMMM. STARBUCKS. SO I decided to go REALLY someplace else….someplace where, “Let’s take a break, Karen,” could mean “Let’s go to Half Price Tickets in Times Square and see if we can’t snag decent seats for GYPSY.” VIVA NEW YORK. I like walking up and down the streets of Manhattan when I am getting barn sour. It makes me cheerful and energetic and less likely to end a book abruptly with a good old fashioned massacre.

MEANWHILE, wordless, I offer you pictures instead. Worth thousands, sayeth the bard.

My friend Jill, who has a MILD J.R.R Tolkien obsession (and here I use mild as in the sentence, “The Huns felt a mild interest in overrunning China.” That kind of mild) and she sent me some pictures that absolutely prove the human race is doomed. YAY!

Jill SAID: “Here is the first-ever pictures of planets outside our solar system. Using the latest techniques in space technology, astronomers at NASA and the Lawrence Livermore National Laboratory used direct-imaging techniques to capture pictures of four newly discovered planets orbiting stars outside our solar system. It looks like this:





Anyway, if that DOES turn out to be the eye of Sauron, then I will tell you the rest of the POPULAR GIRLS SAGA in the afterlife.


Posted by joshilyn at November 14, 2008 3:30 PM

No, you are not taking my ring! I found it on my birthday, it's my birthday prestent,it is! My preciousssss!

Posted by: Paige Ridley at November 14, 2008 5:16 PM

I firmly believe that every single book I write ought to stop on page 300 and just end with "and they all die." To be followed by the author bio that says, "And then Toni discovered the secret margarita recipe that made her skinny and tall and twenty years younger. At least, that's what she believes, we think, according to the note she left behind."

Posted by: toni mcgee causey at November 14, 2008 5:50 PM

We'll be waiting in Shire.

Posted by: Lisa Milton at November 14, 2008 6:36 PM


Posted by: rams at November 14, 2008 9:03 PM

Me-thinks that is a leeeeeetle creepy for sure. Yipers. And also egads.

(“The Huns felt a mild interest in overrunning China.” HYSTERICAL. And you are totally rubbing off, 'cause I told my 8th graders today that I had borked the test, and they said, "HUH????")

Posted by: Roxanne at November 14, 2008 9:14 PM

Hope Frodo still has the ring!

Posted by: Lauri at November 14, 2008 10:31 PM

Toni, I want some of that secret margarita!

And neither of you, Peach and Toni, get to end your books that way. Nope. Sorry.

But if a trip to New York while the Eye of Sauron watches you try on shoes will make you happy, I say go for it!

Posted by: Fran at November 15, 2008 12:41 AM

Too bad you can't have a goat and a cat tag along on your NY adventure!

And where's a hobbit when you need one? Eeek!

Posted by: Brigitte at November 15, 2008 6:47 AM

Yikes! I may have to run and have second breakfast.

Posted by: Shannon at November 15, 2008 7:29 AM

I thought it looked like a black kitty cat sitting on a fuzzy red rug...but that's the Charlie Brown in me. :)

Posted by: Beth at November 15, 2008 10:30 AM

I have to say, when I pulled up this post, the ACTUAL Sauron picture the fold, so to speak. And I saw the really-for-true-from-space one and immediately thought, "Why does Joss have a picture of Sauron up?"

So clearly...the end of the world is upon us.

Posted by: Erin at November 15, 2008 11:03 AM

If you are going to end it like Titus Andronicus, then make sure there is plenty of limb-lopping before you destroy everyone in the fire. My vague memory is that virtually everyone loses a limb in that play...

Posted by: Jill W. at November 15, 2008 11:25 AM

Does anyone else find it odd that you are thining about Texas whilst in Manhattan?

Posted by: JulieB at November 15, 2008 11:42 AM

Does anybody else think this looks like the invisible man with the cool shades laying on his back. I'm way to old.

Posted by: Marty at November 15, 2008 6:31 PM

I've been listening to "Interred with their Bones", and she mentions Titus, too. That's a play that shows the perils of writing after opening bills or stepping on the scale. Geez, never ask if things can't get any worse...

Posted by: Diane (TT) at November 16, 2008 2:36 PM

Yea!! NYC is better for having you in it.
Hope you get to see Gypsy. It was AMAZING. And/or Ave Q given your feeling about puppets and naughty.
Glad drafting is almost done, cuz then we're that much closer to having the next book! Wheee! and thanks.

Posted by: Elizabeth J at November 17, 2008 10:45 AM

Pshaw! I do not worry about the Eye of Sauron. Viggo Mortensen will save us.

Posted by: Aimee at November 17, 2008 10:47 AM