This is one of those “on” moments, I believe. As it, “It’s on!”, which isn’t very good grammar, but with these kids today, does it matter?
Scene three, Chapter 45: this is the moment in my novel Transporting where I’ve got my main characters in position for, as I like to call it, The Big Event. And what is The Big Event? Not saying. Because to say would give too much away.
Yeah, I know: bad writer. You’ve teased us along, and now you won’t spill your guts! That is the way of words, you know; if I told you everything about my novel–my really huge novel, I should point out–then no one would ever buy it. Then again, I’ve been told that no one will buy it anyway, so should I tell you anyway? Talk about a time loop!
I will tell you this much about the scene: there is sex involved. A lot of it. Now, this isn’t erotica I’m writing–though if you go back and look at some of the science fiction of the 1970′s, there wasn’t a huge difference in those genres at times–so the sex is more implied than shown. You know what’s going on, but you’re not seeing every little moment.
What you have see, or will see you when you eventually buy this story, is the lead up from a couple of different points of view. The first I wrote last night, seen from the perspective of the main character who is probably as close to The Event as anyone can get. Another point of view I’ll start writing tonight, and that will show what’s going on with two more main characters who have a far more clinical and technical view of what’s happening, and the last point of view will be from a secondary character who is witnessing The Event from afar.
Sound complicated, neh?
Not to me. Maybe that’s because I’ve lived it, I’ve seen it, I have a cinematic reel running in my head almost non-stop at the moment, so to say, “I got no idea what I’m doin’”, is something of a misnomer, and a full-on lie.
There is a little touch in this first point of view I wrote, where two of my characters are getting together, getting into place for The Event, and the question of “Do you know why I’ve waited until this point in time and space to really turn you on to the point where you’ll see stars?” comes up. (Yes, this has to do with all that sex stuff I mentioned.) One of my characters says, “You wanted this to be special,” and the other, she shakes her head and says, “No. I wanted it to be perfect.”
I’m thinking, this morning, this cool morning because my A/C is working and I’m very comfortable, is that the moment to write this scene has become one of perfection for me. I know what needs to be said, and it’s right now, at this point of time and space, that it needs to be written. To have tried to write it at any other point . . . that would have been silly.
My Muse always said, “Thing happen for a reason.” They do. The Muse also said, “You never know what tomorrow is going to bring.” Tomorrow is here. I know what it brings.
It brings more writing, and that will bring perfection to the moment.
Nothing could be finer, believe me.