So how'd I do? Uh, let's skip over that part for a minute.
Around 10 of us converged upon the Jefferson Street Bed and Breakfast Inn in remote Irving, Texas. I'm joking. Irving is smack dab between Fort Worth and Dallas (which reminds me of a joke: If Fort Worth is where the West began, that makes Dallas where the East petered out.) approximately about a pig and poke from the old Dallas Cowboy Stadium before it was torn down. Not remote. But it was in the Historic Downtown Irving District and was real quiet and pleasant. There is even a horse painted on the side to inspire a remote atmosphere.
|Just hangin out and plotting. That's Marsha, Nikki, and Chrissy's back.||Marsha wrote approximately 7000 new words.|
|Chrissy and Michelle aka Lavender.|
|Jen got a new premise worked out for her T/T WIP. Most frequent question overheard: Does your story have a secret baby?|
|Gina reworked three scenes.|
|This is what the Hill Country Suite looks like without 10 writers hangin out in it and also in focus.|
|Wow, looks like a grumpy group. It's morning and I just hadn't warned them to smile yet.|
|The bathrooms rocked. Three words: Heated tile floors.|
And me? The group as a whole helped me figure out my villian's motivation. It only took the entire Saturday, but after that I was able to write a pivotal scene that pretty much the entire WIP hinges on. Only about 800 words total, but some very vital-better-get-it-right 800 words so I'm happy.