Guest Blogger: J.L. Campbell
I can’t tell you how grateful I am to Carol for letting me crash here at the Tiki Hut. I finished a marathon round of editing last week and took some well-deserved time off. Today, I’ll get moving on the gazillionth edit.
I throw my monster handbag in the next chair. On the table, I plunk a tall glass of lime squash - sweat beads and all - and a bowl of cashew. Then I set up my laptop, open the file and get to work. A few paragraphs in, I make a change to a not-so-clear sentence. While I ponder whether or not to keep the next paragraph, I take a sip of the cool, tangy brew and chew a few nuts.
A smudge on the endless blue waves catches my eye.
I squint at the object that’s now much closer. It’s one of those glass-bottom boats. As it draws near, I make out a woman wearing a sundress, her hair in a semi-tamed afro puff. The guy she’s with is leaning toward her, casting a glance around him, as though expecting the unexpected. The way she’s gazing at the bottom of the boat, you’d think her life depends on it. The fish underneath must feel like they’re in a glass bowl under a spotlight. The man stares at her, his head cocked to one side.
But wait, I know this couple. Where from? I think for a bit and it dawns on me. They’re Phillip and Corra, from Grudge, the novel I haven’t looked at for something like six months. I blink, and they disappear, but not before sending me a reproachful look. They’re lonely and getting an attitude. I can tell.
Time to get back to the novel on the screen. The sooner I concentrate on this WiP, the faster I’ll get back to my neglected couple. Next thing I know something terrible will happen to them and I’m not there, fingers whipping over the keyboard, to get them out of danger.
Focus, I tell myself. Corra and Phillip will wait.
I throw my monster handbag in the next chair. On the table, I plunk a tall glass of lime squash - sweat beads and all - and a bowl of cashew. Then I set up my laptop, open the file and get to work. A few paragraphs in, I make a change to a not-so-clear sentence. While I ponder whether or not to keep the next paragraph, I take a sip of the cool, tangy brew and chew a few nuts.
A smudge on the endless blue waves catches my eye.
I squint at the object that’s now much closer. It’s one of those glass-bottom boats. As it draws near, I make out a woman wearing a sundress, her hair in a semi-tamed afro puff. The guy she’s with is leaning toward her, casting a glance around him, as though expecting the unexpected. The way she’s gazing at the bottom of the boat, you’d think her life depends on it. The fish underneath must feel like they’re in a glass bowl under a spotlight. The man stares at her, his head cocked to one side.
But wait, I know this couple. Where from? I think for a bit and it dawns on me. They’re Phillip and Corra, from Grudge, the novel I haven’t looked at for something like six months. I blink, and they disappear, but not before sending me a reproachful look. They’re lonely and getting an attitude. I can tell.
Time to get back to the novel on the screen. The sooner I concentrate on this WiP, the faster I’ll get back to my neglected couple. Next thing I know something terrible will happen to them and I’m not there, fingers whipping over the keyboard, to get them out of danger.
Focus, I tell myself. Corra and Phillip will wait.
Campbell is the author of Contraband and Dissolution.
J.L. Campbell is always on the lookout for story making material. She loves company and can usually be found lollygagging on her blog at http://thecharacterdepot.blogspot.com Her website is at http://joylcampbell.com Twitter handle is @JL_Campbell.
Comments
Carol, thanks for the introduction to J.L.
Mason
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Thanks for the encouragement, Mason. I do need to get on this. It's supposed to be the stand alone sequel to my debut novel.
Thanks, Stephen. I do need some good luck, not to mention discipline.
Clarissa, you're so right. Our characters are never short on demands.
Linda, oh yes, I should pay attention to these two, sooner rather than later.
Carol, thanks for letting me hang out with your pals!
Hi J.L., that was a great post. I love how your two neglected characters are haunting you! lol.
Carol, we will!
Oh, yeah. Lime squash is lovely on a summer's day.
Doralynn, thanks for dropping by. You know how pesky these characters get when they're left to their own devices for too long.
Andrea, imagine what the ordinary people would think if they interrupted a conversation between writer and non-visible character?
It was nice of you to have JL Campbell as a guest. I'll hop over her website and blog to check it out ;)
Thanks, Julie. I'm on vacation next week, so hopefully, I'll finish all I need to and get to writing again.
Thanks, Janet.
L.G. - I need to remember that. Just keep writing. :)
Randy, I'm a bad, neglectful writer. Oh yeah, Corra and Phillip know I run the show - even if they do try and get ahead of themselves. Thanks for commenting.
Donna v.
Lyn,
Carol's blog does have a wonderfully relaxed feel to it. I could look at that header all day. I have six chapters of this one written and just have not been able to write anything more. The last excuse I made was that I didn't know the two MC's well enough, but now I have kind of run out of excuses other than editing other stuff. Still, I better get back to them before they fall out of like with each other. Got some rain today, but it's still way up there temperature wise. Thanks for coming over!
Michelle, that's exactly what it is. I have another two - Bradleigh (yes, that spelling is weird) and Sereta - who also appear now and then asking what's up with me not writing anything else since forever. Thanks for coming by!
Great post!
(Hi Carol!)
Lydia, yes, it was fun being here. A new and different experience.
lbd, I've kinda-sorta learned how to prioritize. :)
Thanks so much, J.L., for a great post and for being a wonderful guest blogger.