Every Book Has Its Plot Holes

On Friday night, I shipped off the Revised-With-Holly's-Notes Book #2 to my agent. I spent the weekend doing some last minute research for This Book Rulez and Has Irish Stuff In It by devouring an awesome faery folklore book I found at the library called Meeting the Other Crowd.  It gave me a ton of fresh ideas for a couple of pesky plot holes, so now I'm ready to dig my hands in and start shredding.

I made an outline, scene by scene, of what needs to be changed and tweaked (OK, more like, what needs to be IMPLODED and banished to Bad Writing Land forever) I figure it'll take me 1-2 weeks to get through the whole outline, so the goal is to have Book #3 to my agent by January 19th at the latest.

I already have another idea for a completely separate YA banging around in my head, but my husband has threatened to uninstall Microsoft Word (you know, before Vista decides to cannibalize itself and does the job for me. AGAIN.) on my laptop if I start another book simultaneously. So, more motivation to get my Fabulous Faery Book FIN-FREAKING-ISHED.

I'm hoping that I can 100% focus the next couple weeks on it, and not get distracted by fabulous new reality shows like Rock of Love Skank Bus. (Side note: Take a drink everytime Bret Michaels references the fact that he wrote "Every Rose Has Its Thorn." Like: "Today the girls are going to dress up in skanky lingerie and compete in a flag football tournament. Which reminds me of the time when my girlfriend dumped me back in 1953 and I wrote Every Rose Has Its Thorn. Maybe you've heard of it? it was like a huge hit in the '80s." Or maybe he's just contractually obligated to reference that song and the band Poison because most of these teenagers on the show have never heard of him?)

I'm also pumped to watch that new show about washed-up former teen idols. And the new Celebrity Rehab show. And what about Flava Flav? He SURELY has a show, right? And fat celebrity camp?

I'm thinking the solution might be just to cancel VH1.

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[Rachel Hawkins]

My addiction to the various Rock of Love shows knows no bounds. I sympathize! Let's sue Brett Michaels for loss of career productivity (and for that wig. Yeesh!)