I've been writing a lot the last week and I am now on Chapter 11 in the third book...page 79. I don't have a title for it yet, but I'm having fun writing it! It seems the words just flow from my pen. I'll sit staring off into space for 20 minutes, trying to come up with something that sounds good, then suddenly I have an idea and I'll write furiously for 20 minutes, then sit staring blankly for the next 20! In this chapter and the few preceding it, danger lurks around every corner. I've said this before but I just have to say it again...I'm really excited about this book! I find myself glued to it every time I read back through the story. With my first two books, they had a series of small climaxes, but this one has one climax, and it won't be reached until the end of the book so I think it has a little bit more suspense than the others. There is different events but they all concern the same thing, finding the lost mine. At this point in the story, T.C. and Robert have disappeared...what are they planning now? When will they reappear? Will they continue to cause trouble for Amy and her friends?
I've started working with Monica on the illustrations. I think she'll do a great job and I can't wait to start reviewing the rough drawings. Xulon is going to be starting editing here shortly and if everything goes as planned, we should have a published book in a few months. I'll keep the blog updated on the progress.
I am going to start editing the second book even though it will be awhile before it will be published. I was reading through it and found a few interesting spots so I'll probably post a few excerpts over the next month or two. Here's something to wet your appetite!
I've started working with Monica on the illustrations. I think she'll do a great job and I can't wait to start reviewing the rough drawings. Xulon is going to be starting editing here shortly and if everything goes as planned, we should have a published book in a few months. I'll keep the blog updated on the progress.
I am going to start editing the second book even though it will be awhile before it will be published. I was reading through it and found a few interesting spots so I'll probably post a few excerpts over the next month or two. Here's something to wet your appetite!
Excerpt from Book #2-Chapter 13: The Last Clue
Abruptly he changed the subject. "What're you pickin' that stuff for?"
"Tonight." Amy answered.
"I see. Aren't you gonna ask what I've been doing?" Clint's eyes twinkled.
"What have you been doing?" Amy asked promptly. Clint laughed. "Well, I did some checking on this Evans fellow. The owner of the furniture store is David Evans' son. I also found out that he has been in prison several times for theft. Based on all that I learned, I think we can safely say the Evans' I found out about and the man that was here today are one and the same. He's probably after the valuables his father gave Nathan, figuring he can get away with it all at the same time. Oh, and you were right, Anders. David and Nathan were involved in a bootlegging operation many years ago." "Wow!" Amy shook her head. "I'd say we'd better be careful. We're dealing with a man with a record of theft and obviously he hasn't reformed."
Clint nodded. "Right. So all of you be careful. Now," glancing at his watch. "It's lunch time and I'm starved!"
Amy laid the things they had cut in a basket and started for the house. "These will look so pretty and brighten up the house, won't they?" she commented to Anders.
He wrinkled his nose. "Smelly stuff!"
After lunch, Clint managed to send Harry on an errand to town.
As soon as he was out of sight, the five hurried to the staircase. Clint joined them a few minutes later. "So this clue is supposed to be on this staircase?" he asked.
Amy nodded. "That's what the last clue said. We've already checked the back staircase and we checked under all of these spindles."
"Well, I guess the first thing would be to take this rug off. Give me a hand." he bent down and began rolling up the rug that covered the stairs. "What are you looking for?" Amy asked.
Clint shrugged. "I don't know, anything."
When the rug was rolled up and laid aside, Clint stood to his feet. "Okay, we don't have much time before Harry gets back, so each of you take a section of the staircase and search it thoroughly, the wall, step, banister, anything." he instructed.
They set to work with a will, determination etched on the face of each. Amy knelt on a step near the top and began carefully studying the wall, tapping every few inches. She found nothing there and turned her attention to the four or five of steps that she was to search. Remembering what Anders had thought about a hinged step, she carefully checked each step to see if there was a hidden compartment.
Again, she found nothing. "Boy, I sure hope the others are having better luck than me." she thought as she turned toward the banister.
A moment later, Roseann cried eagerly. "I think I've found it!"
Abruptly he changed the subject. "What're you pickin' that stuff for?"
"Tonight." Amy answered.
"I see. Aren't you gonna ask what I've been doing?" Clint's eyes twinkled.
"What have you been doing?" Amy asked promptly. Clint laughed. "Well, I did some checking on this Evans fellow. The owner of the furniture store is David Evans' son. I also found out that he has been in prison several times for theft. Based on all that I learned, I think we can safely say the Evans' I found out about and the man that was here today are one and the same. He's probably after the valuables his father gave Nathan, figuring he can get away with it all at the same time. Oh, and you were right, Anders. David and Nathan were involved in a bootlegging operation many years ago." "Wow!" Amy shook her head. "I'd say we'd better be careful. We're dealing with a man with a record of theft and obviously he hasn't reformed."
Clint nodded. "Right. So all of you be careful. Now," glancing at his watch. "It's lunch time and I'm starved!"
Amy laid the things they had cut in a basket and started for the house. "These will look so pretty and brighten up the house, won't they?" she commented to Anders.
He wrinkled his nose. "Smelly stuff!"
After lunch, Clint managed to send Harry on an errand to town.
As soon as he was out of sight, the five hurried to the staircase. Clint joined them a few minutes later. "So this clue is supposed to be on this staircase?" he asked.
Amy nodded. "That's what the last clue said. We've already checked the back staircase and we checked under all of these spindles."
"Well, I guess the first thing would be to take this rug off. Give me a hand." he bent down and began rolling up the rug that covered the stairs. "What are you looking for?" Amy asked.
Clint shrugged. "I don't know, anything."
When the rug was rolled up and laid aside, Clint stood to his feet. "Okay, we don't have much time before Harry gets back, so each of you take a section of the staircase and search it thoroughly, the wall, step, banister, anything." he instructed.
They set to work with a will, determination etched on the face of each. Amy knelt on a step near the top and began carefully studying the wall, tapping every few inches. She found nothing there and turned her attention to the four or five of steps that she was to search. Remembering what Anders had thought about a hinged step, she carefully checked each step to see if there was a hidden compartment.
Again, she found nothing. "Boy, I sure hope the others are having better luck than me." she thought as she turned toward the banister.
A moment later, Roseann cried eagerly. "I think I've found it!"
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