Off the Hook?

I’m writing this from the comfort of my easy chair. The house smells like corned beef, and the semi rye bread I’m baking right now. I’ve got my Pandora radio on a station I call “Dropkick Murphy’s”. Old What’s Her Face* made some Guiness brownies to have after dinner. We’re all ready. I even have a bit of Irish whiskey ready. ( the spelling has been a debate for years. The current rule is to add the ‘E’ if the country has an ‘E’ in it; thus IrEland.)

I didn’t get to the writing cabin until after 8:00. Lisa** was dressed in her lab coat with the bloody paw prints and black tights. I pinched her rump.

She snapped around and asked, “What the hell was that for?”

“Saint Patrick’s Day. You aren’t wearing green,” I said.

She made that thousand yard stare that told me she was Googling. “Well you could have told me. I’m trying to pass for human here.”

“But then I wouldn’t have gotten to pinch you.”

She ran for her room and changed. I fired up my iPad and hung a sheet over Doubt***. I didn’t need him today. I wanted to write without doubts today.

I followed my task list and helped my main character, Patty, gather her team. They had to concoct a scheme to fool her parents, and it seemed to flow.

Lisa returned in her green corset dress. She’d weaved a choker out of shamrocks, and carried in the beer horns. They strutted around the coffee table while she filled them with Smithwicks. She raised a horn and said, “Éire go Brách.”

She doesn’t need to drink, but since it’s a holiday she took part. We finished our beer break and went back to work.

I kept writing, and scared the kids a bit. They put their plan into motion, and set up the next phase of the story. School days are working out to be an annoyance for them, but a blessing for me. It helps to drag the answers out, and builds a nice tension.

When I stopped, my word count was at 57,147. This is 2991 for the day, and 4277 for the weekend. Hopefully, it’s enough to get Lorelei**** off my ass.

I think I’m going to hit my 80,000 word goal for Will ‘O the Wisp, but I’m not certain.

Now I need to get my submission ready for critique group. This is the first time I’ve shown them anything in first person, and I hope I didn’t blow it too bad.

* Old What’s Her Face is not my wife’s actual name

** Lisa is the main character in Wild Concept. It’s available on Amazon right now. She’s a robot, and helps me at the writing cabin these days.

*** Doubt is a raven. He was a gift from my Muse.

**** Lorelei is my Muse. She’s pissed over my low word count lately.


Filed under Muse, Writing

2 responses to “Off the Hook?

  1. Ah, good luck with Lorelei. But considering your 4277 words for the weekend I’d be afraid to know my muse’s name, let alone whether she exists, because she’d probably kill me.

    Happy writing!



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