When I was little, I was alone a lot so I played a lot of different games to keep myself entertained. So one day I found a set of dominoes. I’d spent hours carefully standing up one domino on it’s side, then another and another, building a complicated domino trail with multiple twists and turns. One of the reasons it took so long was because I kept REVISING my plan. I’d get part way into the masterpiece, and think, OH! I HAVE A BETTER IDEA, THE TRAIL SHOULD TURN LEFT NOT RIGHT! So I’d picked up one domino to change directions and inadvertently knock over the next dominio…
That set off the chain reaction of all my dominoes tumbling down in a horrifyingly beautiful wave until the last domino fell.
Or if I managed to build some design I liked, one of my brothers would come home and say, “Hey! You don’t need this first piece, take it out.” Then they’d move that domino, and ta-da the entire creation would collapse in that unstoppable wave knows as The Domino Effect.
This is exactly what happens when trying to revise the beginning of a book. No matter how simple the fix, we are still moving a domino and that almost always causes The Domino Effect.
And that’s why I’m changing the title of CAGED MAGIC to The Domino Effect.
Nah, just kidding I’m not changing the name, and I still love the characters as much if not more than ever. But that’s exactly what I’m dealing with in this round of revisions. Truthfully I spent too much time trying to figure out fixes that would avoid The Domino Effect, but that’s foolish. It’s better to just do the work no matter how intense or challenging. Because these characters and my readers absolutely deserve my effort, no matter how long it takes, or how arduous it is to accomplish.
But today, I get to do something even more fun <insert sarcasm here> and go to the oral surgeon to finally extract the baby tooth that has decided we are no longer BFF’s. I can’t wait <double dose of sarcasm>. Wizard is teasing the heck out of me about this because I’ve suddenly turned into a big whiny baby. He and Biker Witch both find this hysterically funny. I have chosen to ignore them because all other alternatives are frowned upon by all forms of law enforcement. Ironically, when I finally talked my self into doing this by promising I can have all the coffee ice cream I want — which Wizard bought me to keep me motivated – I’ve been hit by the allergy attack from hell. However, I’m about 90% sure I can get it under control enough to get the stupid tooth dealt with.
Okay enough of all that, here’s a Wednesday Worthy Candidate. We’ve seen him before (I think…my mind is on coffee ice cream, not hunks today) but let’s take another look:
So what do you think?
Also, not sure when I’ll be able to answer comments, it all depends on how it goes at the oral surgeon.