Stop the Presses!

Well, not really. I was sitting at my desk this morning, a little bored, poking around the internet. None of the sites I read had been updated in a while, and it's going to be after New Years before Miss Snark ever gets to my hook. I'm sure I know what she's going to say after reading it (based on her current comments). And that's okay. It was a first novel. My second novel is better written, though trying to come up with a hook when you have 4 storylines intertwined, where more of the story is personal growth, and oh, yeah, somewhere in the hospital a harmless prank turns deadly, and escalates. I can't seem to finish it, mostly because it's a character driven novel without a plot. Bummer. I love it, and the characters, but I'm not sure I can pull it off.

So, today I'm sitting here, and BAM! A HOOK hits me out of thin air. The plot for my next novel. Forget having characters possess my brain (like the last two books) and demand I tell their stories. This one appeared as a plot. Now I have to figure out who it stars, and how can I convince them to cooperate with me. ;)

Yippee! I have a new project! So why does that nagging voice in my head keep telling me to finish what I've started with the other two?? That voice has got to go.