Two Days, Not Bad

I am now two days into the grand plan and things are working pretty well. I have written two new sections of The Silent Goodbye and, even better, I am finding that the story, characters and plot are settling again into my subconscious and percolating away in there.

That's a good sign. And it makes the writing so much easier.

On the fun side, Phillip Gold has fled to Toronto to "disappear" for a couple of days in preparation for the trial. That's given me a chance to take him back to some of my old haunts — the University of Toronto law school, the Villager Suite Hotel, the Big Slice — and spend a little time there as well. It's sort of a break for him and a fun moment for me. The trick will be to make sure I keep it interesting enough as a bridge section that readers won't put the book down and never go back to it.

Of course, I will follow the old hard-boiled axiom: every time you wonder what should happen next, have someone come into the room with a gun.

I'm going down now to write some more. It feels so good when the words are flowing. Of course, I'm also still waiting for word on the Abigail Massey submission.