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Now, with that out of the way - I can't explain what happened last week. Call it "Miss Muse" came to visit. Call it "enlightenment." Call it 'creativity.' Call it whatever you want. It was a writing fury.
Yes, I was in a writing frenzy. For some reason, a novel I worked on for NaNoWriMo back in 2013 caught my attention and I decided to do a complete rewrite of the story, changing, of course, the main plot line quite a bit. The original plot was:
Jolene works at Pop's Burger Joint with Henry who constantly asks her to marry him. The restaurant is owned by Ben Masters who once prospected for gold and invested in the restaurant. Now Ben is old and is considering retirement. He has contacted his only next of kin, Ben Jr., his estranged son, who finally shows to find out why the cryptic letter was sent. Ben Jr's wife has already made plans for the restaurant. Ben has set the stage and all the players must perform their part. The one who performs in the manner which Ben has established in his will gets to inherit the restaurant and the treasure within. But what exactly is this treasure... within?
Now I have changed things up a tad. Sure Henry is still asking Jolene to marry him, but Ben, the owner, has discovered he has only months to live. He has pancreatic cancer. He has contacted his estranged son who has responded to the cryptic message and brought his wife and son back to his hometown. But we now discover Ben has another child who is eligible to inherit. Things only get more interesting. But the bottom line is ... exactly what is this treasure... within?
Last week (Saturday) I was at 8,000 words but realized I needed to add a couple of new characters and change some of the plot lines. The week had been a frenzy of writing, indeed. Right now I have a total of almost 14,000 words written on the new story.
In addition to everything else I've done this week, by the end of Friday, I had written another almost 6,000 words in five (5) days.
This weekend was a total loss for writing. My sons came to visit and work on projects around the house, mainly, the chicken coop, so I was busy helping my wife fix meals for the 'crew.' LOL. Good news! The chicken coop now has a working 'slide' door for protecting the chickens at night. In the morning, I pull a rope and the door slides up. At night, I can release it and the door slides shut. I no longer need to bend over to walk in the chicken run to open the door in the morning and close the door at night. YAY!! Plus, the shingle roof was put on. Now I just need to stain it for the summer and then get the siding and inside paneling this fall so I can insulate the building for the winter.
My new neighbor from the down the road came over to introduce himself. He bought the property next to me last Friday. He was impressed with the chicken run.
On a different topic - health - I decided to go back on my old diet this week and I already am noticing my weight dropping. It appears I've lost a couple of pounds. I won't know for sure until I go in later this week, but I'm feeling better... okay, somewhat.
Let me explain. I've been having sharp pains on my right side, directly underneath the lower rib cage. I thought I might have pinched myself when trying to catch the chickens when I was leaning over the walls of the brooder area in the basement. My granddaughter, a medical type, thinks it could be gall bladder issues since she just had her's removed. My wife tends to agree with my granddaughter. The pain let up somewhat yesterday and hasn't been as intense today. I noticed I sat hunched over, pushing my rib cage down into my protruding tummy ... which may have caused the pain, so I've been sitting upright with a straight back the last few days. So the family can rest assured I'm okay, I've agreed to see a doctor this week... or so I said. I'll see how I feel over the next couple of days.
As mentioned above, I was so involved in writing, I almost didn't notice that my garden plants I had growing inside the house were getting thirsty. I almost lost the tomato plants - they wanted water. I watered them and prayed they'd survive. Whew! They drank the water and pretty soon were standing back up again. Almost time to plant them outside - I don't want to lose them now. In fact, this week I'll be re-potting them into larger pots before they go outside in about 2 more weeks. Yes, they are getting THAT big. I have to move them into 5 inch pots.
Until next I ramble on...