I was hoping to get writing done at night during my son’s spring break. In fact, I mentioned that being the plan at least once. Somebody should have smacked me and reminded me that such things never happen. Far too tired at night to get anything more than twitching done. Kind of annoyed here since I wanted to get into the next chapter of Protecting Bedlam. So, what prompted this post?
With me not writing and wearing down by the hour, I thought creative thoughts would fall by the wayside. Surprisingly, I was wrong. That superhero series keeps slipping through the cracks since I can’t touch Bedlam, Ichabod, or Legends of Windemere. Not without getting pounced on by the mini-Whirling Dervish that lurks within this abode. How can a kid claim to be tired while running up and down a hallway? Pretty easily and it’s something I wish on every parent who thinks working from home is a cakewalk. (What is a cakewalk?)
Rambling aside, I might have poked a few more holes in my frustration with the superhero series. My experience with Ichabod Brooks makes me think short story collection is the way to go. I’m considering rewriting a bunch of characters too. Bedlam taught me that I can use Earth better than I expected, so I might be taking them out of Windemere. I’m still having trouble deciding on what to do with Savior because Project Phoenix can’t seem to absorb him completely. Having him run with his own series of short story collections might be best. The Protectors can get their own book under Project Phoenix though since the overall story is coming together better than before. This might mean that my alien bounty hunter gets away from Windemere too. So, all of this is going on in my head while I can’t get near a notebook unless I want to incur the tiny one’s hyperactive wrath.
Anyway, does anybody else have an idea like this? One that you can’t get right, but refuse to get rid of. Yet, every time you drop your guard, a new pieces seems to appear. All you need is 5 more lifetimes and maybe it’ll work out.