A V-formation flock of geese seems to have one member of the group as the leader, but each member takes its turn at the point of the V, leading the way as the others in the formation honk in encouragement. The geese stay together, even when one becomes sick or injured; the group stays with it until it is well enough to continue the journey at its regular pace.
Thursday, April 23, 2015
CHANGE OF PACE TIME
Sometimes when life is at its most hectic there are moments
of sudden humor. These moments give us a chance to catch our breaths, ease
tension, and restore balance. Such a moment occurred this morning.
From the kitchen window I spotted an argument between a
magpie and a dove. Just as their disagreement was heating up and turning
physical, a robin zeroed in on the pair like a flying missile. Both the magpie
and the dove lost no time deciding there was someplace else they needed to be.
Early in my writing career, both a teacher and a published
author gave me the same advice. They said when one scene after another is
filled with suspense and tension, the grand finale will have a bigger impact if
there is a tension breaker that allows the reader to laugh or at least be mildly
distracted before hitting him/her with the big super crisis.
I woke up this morning feeling like I've reached that brief
change-of-direction moment in my writer life.I have a full length novel, recently submitted to my publisher, and I
just finished a novella and sent it to beta readers. While I wait to hear if
the novel is accepted and wait for my beta readers to return my novella for
whatever repairs it needs, I'm at that change of pace moment.
Once I would have immediately started another story, but
with two manuscripts in the works, I think I need a break. I promised myself
that when I reached this point I'd clean my carpets. Last week's mud storm has
left me with windows in need of a good washing. My garden needs some serious
work and I have a Relief Society lesson to prepare. Today I don't want to do
any of those things.
I feel a bit like my granddaughter after her brother's
soccer game a few days ago.When the
game ended she gathered up her little folding chair and her blanket and started
to walk with my husband and me instead of her mother. We were parked at opposite
sides of the soccer field. "Where are you going?" her mother asked
"To Papa's house."
"You need to go home and have dinner."
"Grandma has popsicles." She stepped closer to me.
Ah! That's what I need, something different and fun before
plunging into edits and rewrites.