I'm one big scene from the end. 🥳
And when I say this, I don't mean I have a major part of the book to finish, I mean I have one semi-major fight scene.
The real action already typed out in five segments and complete. The ending? Complete.
Don't get me wrong. It isn't going to be pretty. There will be mayhem and carnage. But...once I get in the groove, it'll unfold like a movie scene.
Writing, in the moment, has its pros and cons. MANY authors outline or plot to the nth degree. I am surely not one of them. Once again, kudos to you damn put-together people.
Funnily enough, I DID do a sketch outline for the big battle scene in Hell.
Could I be clearer than mud, please?
Sure.
I have two pages: battle above and battle below.
The battle below must unfold in a certain way so that it flows and domino-effects the next scene. Order and consequence are everything here.
I couldn't simply fumble through with meetings and scenes which didn't make sense, or God forbid, type this shit out of order.
I needed: sequence-consequence sequence-consequence sequence-consequence.
I have TEN of them.
It's the culmination of everything in the previous books up to and completing in the third. You never leave that shit up to chance.
It's simply too precise and important.
The battle above? I've set up the players. I've written the aftermath. I simply need to dive into the guts of it. Shake some intestines. Kick some bowels. You know, typical writer fare. 😂
I have these next three days with zero appointments. THANK GOODNESS!
Hoping to knock out this scene and continue on with edits.
But the end?
Oh, that heifer is in sight!
