Excerpt: November Madness

I would be starting my novel the following day. No Plot? No Problem! arrived and I read through the whole first section, leading up to week one. Still unsure about what I was going to do, I had tentatively decided on some characters and a genre.

Chick Lit was pretty much the only thing I thought I could pull off, so I decided to go with that. My character would be a beautiful, Barbie-like blonde, with a cute figure and big chest. Heck, I thought, I may as well invent the lady I’d like to be.

Her ex-boyfriend would be a miserable jerk. And I had plans for that jerk. Plans that I’d never pull off in real life, but plans I’d like to do to Tony. I could only hope my novel would never be published and Tony wouldn’t ever read it. Then he’d be sorry he ever broke up with me. That or have me committed as a danger to society.

I was looking forward to the kickoff party in the evening. It would also give me an excuse to hang out in one of my favorite places in the whole world – Barnes & Noble. I wasn’t thrilled to drive into Wilkes-Barre at night, but I certainly didn’t expect a kickoff in Laceyville, where the population was 100, and the cow population 1,000. Last time I checked, cows couldn’t type.

A scene from a Chick-fil-A commercial crossed my mind. We don’t have those fast food restaurants in Pennsylvania, but I see them all the time when I’m watching college football. You know the one where the cow has this metal plate that he holds up over the earth, pretending it’s a space-ship. Maybe I could put some of those cows in my novel. I giggled. The sillier, the better. There was absolutely no way I could ever write 50,000 serious words.