This had me snorting my coffee, a fine start to Saturday morning! I’ve been busy this past week with resurrecting my dead novel, Shadow Walk, declared dead a while ago, and who knows, it still might be, but I thought I’d poke around in its grave and see what I could discover. I went through the manuscript, moved some scenes around, and did some thinking. Now it sits on my desk in a neat stack of paper-clipped scenes. I have not yet fixed its flaws ’cause I have not figured out what they are, I just have this sense that the story’s broken, but hope springs eternal.
Today’s my writer’s group meeting and I plan to read from The Foreigner.