New Book changed gears this week, as I said a couple of times. From a story that, on March 24, was still wandering about, not giving me much sense of where it was headed, just over 51,000 words, and took another five days to reach 52,500 by the end of the day March 29, it changed into a story that charged forward with a definite aim in mind. Last Sunday, late in the day, it was at 52,500. Now, on Saturday, April 4, it’s at 61,026, a gain of 8526 words in six days. averaging 1421 words a day and dragging me along behind. And that’s not including the *other* things I’ve written since last Sunday (non-fiction.) It’s ragged, rough, has gaps and other problems, but it’s clearly a story and it’s clearly a story going “somewhere.”
It’s throwing me interesting characters, interesting incidents, situations that bring a grin to my face when they come into my head and as I write them. Ky, Rafe, the twins, and many others are all setting off sparks and keeping the steam up, surprising me with what comes to the top of the story kettle. Like a certain chest of drawers.
Alas, the breakdown of the old software means that I can’t paste text via my browser, so I can’t give you a snippet. Suffice to say that Ky, who’d thought she and Rafe would have some quiet time and be able to spend it, in part, searching for the ideal spaceship to set off for foreign places in…managed to fall into a web of responsibilities and opportunities that are sending them in quite different directions from what they expected. She had never planned to be a householder of a country estate with about ten staff (at last count), twin 12-year-olds (Jo’s children), and–at this point in the book–the staff, horses, tack, and other equipment of an equestrian center temporarily occupying the family acreage while their facilities are being decontaminated and made usable again, and a bunch of parents of other riding students helping her organize the place for the onslaught.
Sometime this next week, the story should move into any complications that may involve the annual “Riding Camp” now at her place…will it pour rain and turn everything to mud? Will the bad guys and gals (and course there are always bad guys and gals) show up before, during, or after? Or will Riding Camp pass with few problems only to have something else happen afterward? I don’t know yet. The story will keep me informed as I go along. Somebody sent those armed robots to the Seaview Equestrian in the first place. For all that this book is part of Vatta’s Peace, the universe is not entirely safe and Ky still has enemies. Some more dangerous than others.