So, it’s summer vacation, and even though my daughter’s summer vacation is only three and a half weeks, I’m already going a little crazy. She headed for camp, I cleaned the house, we hosted Girl Scouts from the US, and today she had to take a test for placement in her cram school – she’s studying for the dreaded Japanese high school entrance exams. No time for writing.
Rush, rush, rush. And the heat means I didn’t sleep very well last week either.
So, I could have sat my butt in the library and stared at the screen for four hours. But instead, I chose to take a bath.
I’ve mentioned my local hot springs before. They have a lovely outdoor bath that Goldilocks would adore – not too hot, not too cold. And no bears climbing up the mountain, either! It’s got a great view of the town below, and the birds were very active in the trees today.
Only three or four people were there at 10 o’clock in the morning, so I spent an hour in the outdoor bath.
And while I didn’t have a “Eureka!” moment where I ran out of the tub to set up my laptop in the snack lounge, I did manage to get a good handle on my opening scene that I’d been struggling with. My current WIP is such a mix of things, and you really have to warn the reader in the first paragraphs what’s coming up – is this going to be romance? Magic? Creepy? Full of horror and blood? Mostly robots?
I think I managed to combine at least three major elements in my first paragraphs: New York, winter, ghosts, and a love interest. (Oh, wait, that’s at least four.) My breakthrough? I open with Bunny making a morning call on her boss, Mr. James, and she sees the ghost of her employer’s wife flit into the breakfast nook.
I’m curious about how this will all work out – I didn’t plan to have a real ghostly wife; I imagined some sort of Rebecca-memory-wife set-up. (Don’t get the Rebecca reference? Here’s a Wikipedia link. Classic romantic mystery involving a second wife, a brooding husband and a foreboding housekeeper in a country mansion.) But now . . . just how much will Mrs. James play a part in the story?
(-: I’m still in the discovery phase. The fun part. But I’m glad I took that bath this morning!