November 12, 2004

• You'll never guess who I invited to lunch ...

  
  

  Okay for the pacing of my book I need at LEAST one more chapter before these people consummat  their relationship.  I mean I don't want either of them to take it for granted or think the other "easy."  So what to do, what to do?  I didn't know! 

  
  

  I opened an Anne Tyler book, When we were Grown-ups and read the following sentence which begins her chapter 7:  "You'll never guess in a million years who I've asked to dinner," Rebecca told her mother on the phone.

  
  

  So I stole it.  Blatantly, unapologetically stole it.  “You’ll never guess in a million years who I’ve invited for lunch.”  Cheryl said in an annoyingly cheerful sing song voice.  Now my protagonist and her sister are having lunch with a hooker and all of a sudden without realizing that there was a subplot to the novel, I have another 1,425 words. 

  
  

  Yes, I know, Cheryl is my real life sister's name.  The real Cheryl is neither a prostitute nor the inviter to lunch of prostitutes - at least not on a regular basis.  But that's neither here nor there for my book.

  
  

  I name people names that make sense.  So if I need a sister, its either Cheryl, or Sam or maybe Annie cause that's Cheryl's middle name and its easy for me to remember.  If I ever get this published I'm gonna have to change a LOT of names and place names or I'm gonna get sued. 

  
  

  Word Count - 19,259

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