For the past three months I’ve been working on To See Clearly, the third installment in my Grover Cleveland Academy series. Unfortunately, I haven’t made as much progress as I’d hoped I would by now, and I’m getting discouraged. It almost makes me not want to write at all. But not writing makes me feel worthless.
I blogged a few weeks ago about how I opened up my Aladdin retelling. Taking a break from what I’m “supposed” to write can be fun and rejuvenating. So this week I’ve been working on a different, but also older, story. This one, entitled David vs. Julia, is written purely for my own guilty pleasure and is borne out of watching too much Doctor Who at one time. Although, is that really possible?
I’ve included the opening lines of David vs. Julia below for your amusement. And hopefully I’ll have some more positive updates about the GCA series soon!
David Lothian thought he might be immortal. He hadn’t died yet, but still he wasn’t confident enough to test the theory. He wondered what the effect of Julia’s knife might be if she walked up and stabbed him in the heart. Would he bleed? Would there be a sharp, overwhelming pain? Would he gasp out his last few breaths gazing into Julia’s green eyes?
Or would he slowly recover, his heart beat again, his chest close the wound, and the skin scab over? Would he be given yet another chance to live?
But Julia wasn’t planning on stabbing him anywhere, much less his heart. She was merely slicing the Boston Crème Pie that she had just pulled out of the industrial oven and set on the diner’s linoleum counter. She looked up and smiled when she noticed him staring at her.
David looked down and straightened his newspaper loudly.