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Am I in the last third of my 1980s novel? OH YEAH!

Time for a new weekly writer’s roundup of my works-in-progress and those ready to read!

I’ve reached thirty-nine thousand words on Vivian’s Last Cigarette, finishing chapter ten and eleven in the past week! :-)

These chapters have been emotionally draining as I wrote a false climax. In revealing its falsehood, I smashed its promises to pieces… and I suspect that to many readers it will feel like I yanked the rug out from under them to throw everything into doubt. If so, good! ;-) That was the point! This was my chance to make them say “What?! No! It can’t end this way!”

You could even call it a “Buttercup marries Humperdinck” moment… but mine does not pass like a bad dream. This is the crisis-point of the story… a soul trying time when choices and consequences are building towards the climax. As such, sudden upheavals and reversals are far from, inconceivable.

Chapter ten was hard, but eleven was the toughest of the two. It was also the quickest for me to write. Perhaps oddly titled “Seventeen”, it’s a flashback that reveals a critical moment of Viv’s background amid an intense and vicious argument with her father. Channeling all that raw emotion and its bitter aftermath made for hard writing, but it poured out of me.

The result is a chapter that I think hits at exactly the right moment, with all the momentum of the foreshadowing I had laid down before it.

Now it’s on to chapter twelve. I can’t say that it will show things getting better for Viv and Gronk… If anything, the situation might look even more dire. But the pieces of the true climax are beginning to fall into place. In it, I foresee a certain nerdy orc is about to have his moment of choice… and I doubt he’ll give-up on the fowl-mouthed girl he’s been falling for, even if she’s given up on herself.

However, the snippet I’m going to share this week is from the middle of chapter nine, which occurs just before the start of the crisis that begins to unfold in chapter ten. It’s one of the last funny bits before the proceeding chapters take on a more serious tone. Don’t worry, things will lighten again in the falling action… and certainly for the last chapter.

It begins with our teenaged orcs peering out the kitchen window at a local policeman in the driveway. Why was he there? Oh boy… you’ll just need to read the book when it’s done…

Anyways, things quickly devolve into an awkward conversation about orc-porn. Enjoy! ;-)

(Warning: NSFW language and first draft snippets ahead!)

07sep16_pg107sep16_pg2Alright, time for me to stop blogging and get back to writing some more fiction! Take care!