Its been a great week to be outdoors, so I have taken advantage of it as much as possible. My garden is planted and things are already starting to poke out of the ground. My tomatoes have little yellow flowers on them already. I am trying a few new things this year: garlic, habaneros, and watermelon. Oh yeah plus rue-barb and winter onions. So lots of new possibilities.
We steal lots of rue-barb every year, so its best that we grow our own. Many a night, we go creeping around the neighborhood on after-dark ninja rue-barb raids. Rue-barb muffins are amazing and we can’t live without them.
It hasn’t rained in a while now, so that’s a problem. Running up the water bill but oh well.
I am almost done editing my second novel! I am pretty pumped up about that. The title of this book is “The Rise of the Wenchiron Zombies” and I am quite pleased with how its turning out. The editing process was brutal and I would describe it more as a re-write. But that’s okay. Write drunk, edit sober- didn’t someone say that?
Tagline/Blurb: His grandfather disappeared one day a long time ago…now his brother is murdered and his nephew is missing. As Trent becomes obsessed to find the monster responsible for these crimes, he quickly finds out the guilty are beyond the law and to bring his family home he must enter a world he knows nothing about and strike an impossible deal.
My question to you is this: how sacred are central characters? Sure many characters are killed off during the course of the story. Some are bigger and more important than others. Many characters are born to die, so to speak. Others maybe should live, what do you think?
As I plow through this re-write, I have myself thinking one one of the main characters should die now. I know no one writes horror novels with happy endings in mind, most of the time.
How do you decide who lives and dies?