Showdown

Finished the rough draft revisions yesterday. Maybe I should have celebrated, but I'm not. There is still so much to do. The story is more convoluted than ever.

I shouldn't say that. I really have made progress.

I was {re-writing} a certain plot outline today, making sure I could summarize it from start to finish. I can, mostly. But there's this lovely little phrase at the end: there is a showdown.

I know what that means, because I've written the scene. But seriously...there is a showdown? That's all. And my writing of the showdown wasn't all that impressive. I'm sitting there trying to further plot. Could care less about action.

{I'm writing a suspense novel.} Problem.

Don't know why, but I'm so much more interested in the emotional conflicts, the relationship conflicts. Internal conflict for the win! But at some point I decided to write a book with guns in it. Which means...there is a showdown.

My external conflict scenes usually do best when I couple them with something going on in the internal conflict realm. Try to keep conversations going during car chases, that sort of thing. Unfortunately, in my rough draft of this lovely showdown...I didn't do any of that.

Guess what I get to do now. At least emotions are more fun to write than bullets.