Max was throwing up all late afternoon, then got me up at midnight 
and didn’t make it outside for some of his other hurried business. But 
despite all the drama and cleanups, I managed to write 7,000 words. Then
 they wanted back out at 5 and so I stuck them in their crate for 
another hour of sleep afterward. But of course I didn’t sleep.
I was thinking of my next scene in the book. I left it at a cliff 
hanger. Heroine is in wolf form, lunges at hero. Normally, this means 
play time. In A Howl for a Highland Wolf, the heroine tackles the hero 
because he was late for a date and broke into her house, for good 
reason. But still, she was the perfect little guard wolf. In others, 
purely wolf play time. But in this one, she’s totally pissed off.
So that makes for a really fun, different scenario. :)
 She’s brand newly turned. And what does that mean? A puppy that doesn’t
 know its own bite power, only she’s armed with adult WOLF teeth, which 
can crush bones. And he’s in his human form, so stopping an angry wolf 
makes it a tad difficult. I so love conflict. In my stories. Not in real
 life. I much prefer no drama. Like yesterday with a sick puppy.
You’d think that if a dog got sick on something, it would teach it 
not to eat it again. At least one of my dogs that I took in was not that
 smart. Every time she could get hold of any chocolate, no matter how 
much I safeguarded it from her, she devoured it and would be just as 
sick as Max. Didn’t matter. Next time, she’d do it again. I wish I knew 
what he got hold of. I have them both on leashes when we go out, but 
he’s tugging one way and Tanner’s tugging the other, so I have a time 
watching both sometimes.
Okay, so though I wrote a great number of words yesterday, I didn’t 
write enough. I needed 11,000 to catch up. That means 6500 today, at 
least trying, then I’m back on track tomorrow.
Max has been so good to allow me to rubber band his hair. I still 
need little ones. This was a big one and I had to wind it around his 
hair a number of times to get it to be tight enough. He was sooo patient
 with me.
Then? You see the little devil dog, Tanner, an angel in disguise 
behind him, chewing happily away at a piece of rawhide? Well, later, 
they were playing and Tanner pulled out Max’s rubber band and bit it in 
two before I got it away from him and threw it out. *sigh*
For those of us who love to read romantic stories, I thought this was so cute.
This dude sat down next to me on train. He’s so romance novel 
handsome I’m going to assume he’s a rancher navy seal billionaire 
werewolf.
All I’ve got to say is I hope she caught her man! 
 Okay, puppies sleeping for the moment, so off to finish writing the 
scene with the lunging wolf. Yep, there she is, mid-air and what’s going
 to happen next. That’s a real cliff hanger. Oh, and my editor always 
wants the first kiss by page 60. So I try to have it before because with
 edits, my pages grow and then I’m past page 60. Dumb, I know. The kiss 
should happen when the kiss is supposed to happen, not on some arbitrary
 page number. But still, I was worried about it when I was thinking of 
the lunging scene.  Have I missed the obligatory kiss by page 60????
Yes, see the dilemmas I have when I have a moment to contemplate the novel?
And OMG, yes, I missed it by 5 pages. I was thinking in the lunge he 
was going to have to kiss her. Wonder how I was going to do that. But 
now, can’t do it. It’s got to be at least 5 pages before that. Bummer.
Have a super great wonderful…Saturday? Whoops, need to write another blog. Have fun!
Terry
“Giving new meaning to the term alpha male where fantasy is reality.”
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1 comment:
Poor Max!! Maybe he ate the rubber band. I love the sound of the Wolf lunging scene. Oh MY!! Telling me more!!
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