Put another tick in the “completed” column. Fantasies in Harmonie pulled into First Draft City, found a good hotel, and decided to shack up for a while, ’cause the diner across the street has damn good coffee.
It was a good afternoon of writing, and since I said I was gonna finish that story, I was for sure gonna finish the sucker. Two thousand, six hundred words later I was finished, and it was a good thing. Not because it was finished, but because my mindset had changed drastically over the last week, and where I had been pretty down on both myself and the story, as I wrote the final chapter I returned to the conclusion that while the story might not be down and dirty, smoking hot dirty porn, it was pretty good fantasy erotica, and I could give myself a pat on the back for completing another story.
‘Cause if you don’t know, completing a story is pretty much as important–if not more–than starting one. And if you’re gonna start one, you better finish it, love.
Fantasies in Harmonie is not only finished, but I’ve got it out to a couple of beta readers already. Yes, Cassie is quick on this one, because it’s a pretty clean story–you know what I mean–and after a couple of edits and a cover, I can work the world of smut with this beauty. Maybe it’s not as good as a story about programming the girl next door to be your perfect sex slave, but it’ll be good.
With that out of the way, it means I got–let me check the big clock . . . a little more than nineteen days before Camp NaNo is in session. Which means I need do to research. It means I need to build my world.
I means I need a title.
That’s the thing that’s bugging me right now. Not that I need to spec out the school, or the teachers, or the students, or the curriculum, or . . . well, any number of things. No, the thing that bothers me now is that I don’t have a title. I have an idea and the bare bones of a plot, but I don’t have a title, and just like Harlan, I’m strange about starting without a title. I did that with Kuntilanak, because I really had no idea what to call it before I got all original and named it after a creature in the story. Since then I always have a title so I don’t have to go and rename the Scrivener file once I’m about ten thousand words into this thing.
However! Part of the story takes place aboard a 747-400, and while doing one of those magical things called a “Google Search”, I found the Seat Guru site. While my plane will be a charter flight, I have an idea of what a current 747-400 looks like, and I can–what’s that word again? Oh, yeah: Imagine. I can imagine what the inside of my place will look like.
If I get too crazy I may just model my plane in 3D–
I’ve done worse.