I know you’re here looking for what a promised I’d have right now, but guess what? It ain’t here. And it’s not because I didn’t finish the scene last night, because I totally did.
Yes, I wrote twelve hundred and fifty words exactly last night and put the main Dance Away scene to bed–along with me, because it was close to eleven-thirty when I finally went to sleep. I showed the rest of the children who are in the notes, what they were wearing, identified them, and then . . . we found out who Annie and Kerry had come as for the dance. Oh, yeah. Great times.
However . . . I have a special assignment for this morning, and because it take some time to put together everything with the proper images and accompanying snark, and because I’m supposed to be on the road in, let me check the clock, fifty minutes at six-forty in the AM, I figured I’d work on that post when I return from my travails.
Yes, you get two posts today! Aren’t you the lucky ones?
In the mean time you can guess away all you like about my kid’s costumes, and you can wonder at whatever I’m implying with the titles of the sub-scenes shown in the image above. Needless to say, I think the one between Annie and Deanna will likely generate the most comments, because . . . well, they’re talking about love, aren’t they?
But with me you never know what you’re getting: I say one thing, and in my mind I’m thinking something completely different. It’s one of the advantages of being the writer: you are supposed to know what’s going on, and you leave the readers guess right up until the moment when you give them what you want.
I’m looking forward to writing that next scene, because it’s one that’s come to me over the course of the last week, and what would the school year be without Annie and Deanna having a heart-to-heart. Actually, they have a couple of heart-to-hearts, because Deanna likes to listen, and Annie . . . give her the chance and she loves to talk. And it must be something about which she can’t talk to Kerry about.
It must be serious.
It’s six on the nose and I’m ending the post now. I’ll see you all later in the evening.
Play nice, kids.