So there I was, wrestling with a scene from the WIP. There’s been a lot of that recently, not to speak of cursing, fidgeting and running off to make cups of tea. It’s got worse since my new editor decided the two books under contract should be delivered in the reverse order, meaning I had to down tools for the current project and get a whole new one written by the same delivery date.
Anyway, there I was a moment later, suddenly in the groove and writing away, and before I knew it a great scene had appeared on the page before me, a scene in which a character interferes with a juggling display by lobbing extraneous items into the mix with mischievous intent, all the while juggling brilliantly himself … I was thrilled with the scene, which had pretty much written itself. But halfway through the celebratory cup of tea, something began gnawing away quietly in my brain. I had read something very like this scene before. [Read more…]