Well, it happened.
I hate my characters and my novel.
I hate them enough that I am dropping it like a hot potato.
That's right. I am now 16,000 words in. I have been stalled for several days because I just cannot stand the people in my head, and I woke up this morning with a new book flooding into my brain.
The characters in my first attempt are SO bad that I was better able to channel dialogue for one of my wife's characters than dialogue and actions for three characters who have been nurtured in my head for months. Oh, yeah... all I know about my wife's character is his name and approximate age.
So. I am going from a dark, gritty fantasy novel to what I picture as an urban fantasy, alternate-modern novel with a lighter comedic edge. And I have 10 days.
For those with a public-school education, that comes out to be 5,000 words per day.
Can I do it? I think so.
Will I? I hope so.
