I hated the fun-fest of a second chapter. A werewolf isn’t supposed to be a walking goober. They are a calculating animal with the brains of a human inside. Predators don’t like anyone getting close to their food. Jack the werewolf sure as hell isn’t going to let a couple of humans and their pesky dog walk that close. I haven’t read it yet, but I heard Michael Crichton had brilliant first encounter scenes in Jurassic Park. He knew how to reveal just the right amount of tension before having a full reveal.
I’ve already talked about Dave, but I’ve found a purpose for him and hate to say that I even hated him in a few parts. I’m not rewriting the entire story mind you, but making it better. I’m growing as an author, I can just feel it. I’m lazy, yeah, but I eventually get things done. I just want to get this one right.
I want you to be immersed in the environment just as much as I put you in with the Wendigo’s dream in- new title, Wish List. New Hampshire is freezing in winter and you’ll feel your bones rattle. Emotions of all kinds will be in your face because there are so many emotions in one day in one’s life. The action is going to be a little clearer and bone shattering and gore splattering- because come on, what werewolves can do to a human body isn’t pretty.
I care about my characters a hell of a lot more after thinking about how to flesh them out into reality during Christmas break. While I was having I was planning. Hate is a strong word, but I don’t have to apply it to Ruby Caves anymore. Congress maybe, but that’s a blog you’ll have to ask someone else to write.