Zuma Beach, where ideas flourish as I stroll the sand, dodging waves.
Deep into the first edit of Full Sail. It is not a slow process, but a meticulous one. I like to hand my editor a manuscript that is as complete as I can make it. I usually hand it over with a sigh of, “I can’t look at this anymore.”
After a few weeks of back and forth, we have a final cover for Full Sail. I’m very excited about it. But I’m more excited that today I am writing the Mulholland scene, the last big scene before the book wraps. I can see the epilogue from here.
I went to bed the other night, knowing how the last two chapters of FULL SAIL were going to play out, or so I thought. When I woke up, everything had changed.
This line was running through my head.:
I thought it would be fun to take Mulholland Drive back to the hotel. Instead, it almost killed me.
I was toying with some type of scenic drive on Mulholland Drive. I mean, would my gal TJ really be driving a sporty Porsche and not take the iconic drive? I think not. And wouldn’t it be much more thrilling if that drive became a life-or-death endeavor?
Photo by JOHN LOESING
And that’s how we got here…or will once I map out the details. Don’t worry, I’ll put the pedal to the metal… (I’ll see myself out now).