I worked my brains out today, doing over those chapters that the blasted computer devoured yesterday, and they’re all done, emailed to my editor, and printed out on paper, too. Calloo, callay.
Not that The Temptation is finished. There are still more chapters to go, and the Lord has not yet shown me how the story ends.
Meanwhile, some animal called a “shabarak” has entered the story and I don’t yet know what kind of beast it is. I’m leaning toward a Macrauchenia (pictured above). I’ve always been partial to it. It used to live in South America.
Mr. Blog is awful slow today. I hope a cat video later on can pep it up.
Crikey, am I tired!
The weather is telling me I’d better shift into high gear if I want to finish writing The Temptation before it gets too cold to write outside. Yeah, I could work indoors–but when it comes to my books, I’d much rather work outdoors.
I’m typing up the latest chapter set, which will give me 25 completed chapters. The Lord has not yet shown me how to end the story. All sorts of action is going on, in and out of Obann City and the ruins of Old Obann: my characters are very busy. All I can do is pray for inspiration and plug on. I know from experience that the ending of the book will be given to me in a sudden burst: that’s how He likes to give it to me.
I really wonder what it’ll be!
Jack climbing the wall of the Palace of Obann–don’t look down, Jack!–had hardly a more difficult time than we’ve been having since our computer’s hard drive died last weekend. But like our hero, we’re making progress.
Tomorrow morning Adam the tech is coming over to re-install our regular computer. Thanks to the old keyboard here, I was able to write and send my Newswithviews column today. And among the many reasons why getting the old hoss back is a very good thing, I’m just about ready to type and submit another set of chapters of The Temptation.
What will Lord Chutt find as he digs up the ruins of Old Obann? Will Lord Orth come back, or will he venture farther into the East to preach to the Heathen? And will Gurun’s brothers finally make it to Lintum Forest, where their sister is?
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I’ve just finished typing up half a dozen new chapters of The Temptation and sending them to Susan. The action of the story is heating up, so I’ll have to get out there tomorrow with my legal pad to find out where it goes next. I also write my Newswithviews column today, and for some reason, I’m really tired.
What will happen as Lord Chutt tries to dig up the ruins of Old Obann? Well, I can’t tell you that, not yet.
To rest my mind, I’m re-reading M. R. James’ collected ghost stories–surely the best ghost stories ever written.
And now to see if my printer is agreeable to printing the new chapters.
I’ve typed up another 3,000+ words of The Temptation (Book No. 11 in my Bell Mountain series), and I am too pooped to pop. But I have to present these books in sets of four or five chapters at a time so that Susan can edit them. Just in case I take a wrong turn somewhere, I don’t want to have to find out after I’ve written the whole thing.
Boss Redegger the crime baron has returned, Lord Orth has to choose which way to go when both ways seem right, and there’s a lot going on in Old Obann (not a nice place). And Wytt has his hands full, trying to protect stupid humans…
I love doing this, and to God be the glory. He gives me these stories; I just do my best to write them down.
One of the unusual animals you’ll encounter in my books…
Don’t let anyone tell you writing a fantasy novel is easy.
Somehow today I have finished another half-dozen chapters in my new Bell Mountain book, The Temptation (No. 11 in the series), which is beginning to live up to its title. I give God the glory for that.
Robbie is all wiped out from her visit to the vet, Peep is hissing and growling at us because we have a vet’s office smell on us, Patty is trying to do more paperwork for Aunt Joan’s Medicaid while fearing for the health of our poor cat, and our poor country is being torn apart by lunatics. Other than that, everything’s just ticketty-boo.
The book soldiers on. Lord Chutt might be cracking up, and maybe the whole city of Obann with him. We shall see. I won’t know what happens till I write it.
Books don’t write themselves. You have to be there, writing them. This has been difficult for me, these past two weeks: doctor appointments, car inspection, really horrible weather, and so on.
Nevertheless, I plug away at it, trusting in the Lord to give me the story that He wants me to tell. Ten chapters of Book No. 11, The Temptation, are written. Fnaa, King Ryons’ double, has just gone down in history, although he doesn’t know it yet. Lord Orth is preparing for a long missionary trip into the Wallekki country. And if you haven’t read any of my Bell Mountain books so far, those last two sentences won’t make a lick of sense.
It has become necessary to re-visit Old Obann, the massive ruins across the river from the living city. It was the capital of Obann’s empire, destroyed by God’s wrath in the Day of Fire. It is not a nice place. I wouldn’t recommend messing about with it, but Lord Chutt, the usurper-in-chief, never listens to me. He has plans.
I won’t find out what happens next until I write it.
My wretched sinuses have gone back to sleep, and today I finally was able to start typing up the first six chapters of my new book, The Temptation (No. 11 of my Bell Mountain series). Two chapters now in the can!
Will it have giant flightless birds in it (see above)? You bet! It will also have heroes and villains, courage and cowardice, the whole shootin’ match. Not to mention a couple of new characters who have just recently shown up at my door.
Meanwhile, there’s a comment contest going. Whoever posts Comment No. 15,000 wins an autographed book. There are about 300 comments to go, so don’t say I didn’t give you notice. Anyone can play, and all comments are eligible except for comments abusive to anybody else on this site, or containing profanity or blasphemy, commercials thinly disguised as comments, or remarks simply too inane to be considered.
I will try to arrange a gaudier prize–say a six-week Caribbean cruise aboard the luxury liner Patna, much refurbished since Lord Jim abandoned it–but of course I can’t promise to pull it off.
Don’t ask me how, but I got my latest set of The Silver Trumpet chapters typed up and sent off to my editor yesterday, printed them this morning, and have now begun writing the next set.
The story’s moving fast now, although I still don’t know where it will end up. The Lord gives it to me piece by piece. But Lord Chutt is learning that people don’t always do what you want them to to, even when you’ve bought them off, I now know why the people of Obann dread the sea, and a fully-equipped army is on the move in the dead of winter, heading straight for Ninneburky. Also, Wytt has been quite busy.
I just love watching these stories unfold. I hope you will, too.