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What is on the iPod? Breaking Inside by Shinedown

It is Monday, November 3. Since October 24, I have been battling bronchitis. Yesterday, after my second trip to the doctor, I think we discovered the magical medicine because today I sit with a laptop open, turned on and my fingers are furiously banging on keys. YES! You just have to love modern medicine.

For ten days, I have been away from my girl, Rebecca. Today is a process of refamiliarizing myself with her world. I have felt so bad that I have not even given the computer a second glance. For someone who loves to write to the degree that I love to write, that says a lot. This morning, I woke up thinking about Rebecca, Christian, Jared, her neighborhood, Matt, the ending that I have shed tears over and lots of other Rebecca-related things.

Yes, I cried writing the ending. Yes, the ending is done before the rest of the book. I have a compulsion to write. I had initially planned on this big emotional reveal for Rebecca but the keyboard literally pulled me down with this ending. I had problems with it, stalked around the room and tried reworking it. No, the story had to be told and it had to be told this way.

My husband, the world's biggest carbon-based sack of emotionless goo, read it, blinked his eyes a couple of times and said "damn."

"What? Does it not work?"

"Oh, it works. I just did not see it coming."

I mentally high fived myself and decided that if I should rework the whole thing to become a book about the finer details of flower gardening, the ending was happening exactly as I wrote it. When I get an agent and they read the book, I want them to know that anything can be edited but the ending got that kind of reaction out of someone who does not typically react to anything other than having a nap disturbed. Or stealing his Snickers, but that is another blog for another day.

Today, I promised my son I would go for more Naruto Manga but when I am done, I will be diving back into central North Carolina on Rebecca's street. I am briskly rubbing my fingers together, excited to be back in the game.

Until next time.