(Side note - the other day I quoted a Lady Gaga song in my blog post and have gotten all kinds of weird hits from fans looking for info on Lady Gaga. Sorry people! This here's a writing blog. And now I'm wondering if this title will bring forth legions of Paula Abdul and MC Skat Kat fans.)

I intended to get 10k this three-day weekend on my book. Yeah. That's not going to happen. I wrote 1500 on Friday, and got stuck. Wrote another 1000 last night and got really, really stuck. A one line, flyaway summary in my synopsis had turned into a monster that was going to require about 15k of building into the story - 15k that I hadn't allowed in my outline or even knew where to begin. Oy. I was feeling a little desperate, and I kept writing but it wasn't...well, good.

Cue my husband, my hero. He said, "I can help with your plot." So I rambled at him about my plot and tried to summarize. And he immediately came back with the perfect plot fix.

Husbands are good like that.

So this morning I'm reading back through the last 100 pages of the manuscript and tweaking what I have to make it line up with the new vision. Instead of setting up a big, elaborate hunt for a missing character, I'm setting a trap for the character instead. No Scooby-Doo-ish mystery, and I can skip that 15k of bloat that I was worried about.

Today is going to be a good day. Even if I don't make up the wordcount, I've already saved myself 15k, more or less.

Oh, and one more thing - I have not heard back from either winner of my contest here on my blog! Sadness! Don't you want signed copies? Sniff. I'll give you guys two more days to respond, and if I don't hear anything by 12:01 AM on Tuesday, I'll re-draw.