A few days ago I drove up to Maryland to meet my friend Lawrence, my collaborator on the book I’m writing, which is meant to be the first of a series of science fiction novels for teens. The book is set in the same universe as a long list of books and stories he has already published.
He lives in Pennsylvania but was coming down to meet with several of us, separately. I arrived around 11 that morning, thinking we’d spend two or three hours discussing the book. It ended up being more than five!
Gradually, the characters are coming into focus for me. We discussed them and the plot in great detail, Lawrence answered some questions I had about the universe, and he tried not to express too much dismay over my slow working speed.
I have about a third of the first draft finished, though some of it is pretty rough. But I have been spending a lot of time lately researching various elements of the universe in Lawrence’s other books, rather than progressing on this manuscript. Of course, that’s important, too. But I do need to pick up the pace on the writing, and get this draft finished.