Moving into the endgame?

Having tried to work steadily along, moving from Chapter 5 into and through Chapter 6 of Prequel, I’m beginning to have that ‘endgame’ feeling. My plan has been to create an exciting Prequel to what I think of as ‘the main event,’ the novel proper. The Prequel was planned, sketched, envisioned as having seven chapters, along with an appendix that I’d previously developed to explain the concept.

I’d filled in a bit more of the sketch work for Chapters 6 and 7, before embarking on 6, because I could feel the plot floundering, threads getting away from me, and so I wanted to try to draw them together. Now that Chapter 6 is finished, the way is clear for the resolutions of Chapter 7 to ride in over the horizon like the cavalry, I guess.

That means, on top of the 60k words down so far, something like another 10k words, over the next fortnight, and then, I think before I buckle down to the editing proper, I shall develop the back story for one semi-mystical character who has sprung to life throughout the Prequel pages. About 10k words for that back story, and that will be the ‘reader’s magnet’ story with which I shall begin to promote the concept.

While the promotions begin, I shall be editing Prequel, and polishing off the audio work for its launch as an Audible book, and reporting on progress here in the blog, which I’ve not publicised yet. So far I’ve just been building up a hinterland of blog entries, a kind of record of this particular writing exercise, because of course I’ve never been absolutely confident that I shall be able to finish the Prequel.

I can’t wait though, to see how the story is going to be resolved! I think I can peer into it, and I’m ever-so-hopeful that it will be finished on target, but yet things are never entirely clear until they are, as it were.

By Larry Winger

Retired scientist, devoted diarist (AllendaleDiary.org), community-minded aspirant novelist, I've lived on a smallholding in the East Allen Valley for the past 30 years, delighting in watching our family grow up, in experiencing the development of our grandsons, and in taking care of our small flock of chickens and garden.

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