I am so close to finishing the revisions on Trust Me, I’m a Lawyer. I am up to Chapter 22 and have about 120 pages left. Thank goodness for beta readers who can catch everything from typos to plot holes. Now I need to decide whether to combine two scenes into one, which I hope will tighten up the middle, and I need to rewrite the last chapter to wrap up some loose ends.
While my Inner Editor is trying to focus, my Muse is already starting to look ahead. Yes, I do hear both of their voices, like a pair of bickering sisters. In the last week, the Editor has been winning. I’ve been really productive, getting through large chunks of the book in each sitting. But the Muse, she tugs at my sleeve and points out all sorts of new shiny ideas.
Look at the calendar, she says. It’s almost November and you know what that means — National Novel Writing Month is almost here!
Yeah, Muse, I know. I’ve attempted NaNoWriMo many times in the past. But right now, I have a finished novel that needs to be revised, polished and sent off by November 11. That’s going to cut into my drafting time for NaNoWriMo.
Ah, but remember that excellent character I gave you? the Muse reminds me. The impetuous one? With good intentions, but a bad track record? She’s going to be so much fun to write. You don’t want to put that off.
Well, I may not want to, but I have to. I have these other characters that you gave me and I’d like to get their story published.
Yes, but how about this? *Hands me a fortune cookie.*
You’re good, Muse, very good.
I am, aren’t I?
Fine, one hour. Then I’m going back to revisions. Then you’ll leave me alone until I finish this project?
Oh, yes. I promise. I won’t bother you unless the next idea is really good and perfect for you…