Writer-somnia

I can't sleep.

It's a little after midnight here in L.A. I got home an hour ago from a birthday party. Teena Marie is singing "I'm Still in Love" on my iTunes. I'm sitting on the floor of my bedroom, back against the bed, with my laptop. I'm no Carrie Bradshaw kinda writer, who likes to get in different positions on the bed with the laptop. I like the floor of my bedroom... or the desk. Don't ask. I couldn't tell you why.

Friday afternoon got a call from my editor in NYC who gave the final OK on my revised pages for Right Side of the Wrong Bed. Gave me the confirmed pub date, December 2007. It's exciting getting the final OK, because sometimes you worry that your editor or publisher won't like what you've done with their revision notes an suggestions. My editor says he's been happy with my work -- that my manuscripts are in good shape when I turn them in. That's good to hear.

So now that we're waiting for the December due date, it's time to keep cracking away at book three. Book three hasn't come easy to me. Like, I know what I want to write. But the focus of the story isn't gelling. I don't know if it's too many characters/narrators -- there's like 8 or 9. Actually, I know that's it. I think a few are going to have to go so that the story can focus and move forward.

That's why I'm up WAY past midnight, with Writer-somnia, trying to figure out how to restructure what I've written so far. Who stays? Who goes? How do I get this story to focus around a theme? And how do I make it something people will want to read? Something I'll want to read?

And wondering if I should pull out my copy of He's Just Not That Into You to see if a recent date I had is into me... or not. I guess if you gotta ask, he's not. Hmmmm.
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