I finally finished my first draft readthrough of Pigeon . . . right up to the climactic scene I haven’t written yet.
The urge is strong to fiddle around until everything’s perfect before I go on. I mean, I have a good idea of where the characters want to go and how to tie it all tog—look! I must fix all the quotation marks Squirrel!
But I’m just self-aware enough to know that I can fiddle until the end of time with this or that or the other unless I deliberately knock it off.
So I’m not going to worry about my notes right now.
Instead, I’m going to plunge into the next new scene starting tonight and not stopping to spot the squirrels until it’s over—my own, personal Nano.
This includes one additional chapter about a third of the way in, as my male MC disappears off-screen in a cold rage, and while he says he’s going for a run—in Las Vegas, at night—and mentions it the next morning, I’m pretty sure that’s not all that happened.
It may end up in the character folder, but frankly, I’m curious. ‘Sides, we can’t have the man hanging out at craft services doing nothing—it’s not cost-effective.