Well, I’ve hand-written four chapters of my new book and today begun to type them. I send them to my editor in bunches as the book comes along, three or four at a time.
Believe it or not, although this will be Book No. 10 in the Bell Mountain series, and I ought to be used to it by now, I do have a little bit of, well, stage fright. This is my baby. I’ll be carrying it for six to nine months, and won’t know until I’m finished whether it’s a worthy sequel to the others. I ask the Lord to give me the story, and do my best to write it. Instead of mapping it out beforehand, I write it piece by piece as I receive it. This is fun, but it’s also something of a dare. I’m still not used to this kind of writing.
Anyhow, they’re all on board and the train has left the siding–for an unknown destination. Heroes, villains, and innocent bystanders alike–none of them know where the train is going, and neither do I.
Please pray for me to do my very best.
I will pray as you request. I know it must be rather daunting. I write my articles in somewhat the same manner, but it is nowhere near as great
as what you are speaking of.
Will pry but I know the book will be great.
Perhaps all writers are in danger of automation; check out The Writer Automaton on youtube, a 240 year old mechanical doll that can write – very intricate clockwork machinery inside.
Yes, I’ve seen that a few times–a marvel of 18th century technology, most of it borrowed from watch-making. It’s still in working order, too. I’ll see if I can find a youtube clip.
Another famous automaton of that era was The Turk, a chess-playing robot. But it doesn’t really count, because there was a small many inside, making the moves.
The Terrible Turk was written about extensively, even by Edgar Allen Poe. It was claimed a midget or amputee hid inside to operate it. Napoleon & Ben Franklin lost to it.