Working on the sequel to The Getaway Girls: A New Orleans Tale of Monsters. Mayhem and Moms. Unfortunately, right about now it should be titled, The Getaway Novel: A Book That Can't Make Up Its Mind Whether To Take place in Jamaica or Dallas. Books are like children sometimes - very stubborn and one day they seem glorious and you're in love . . . and the next you're wondering what the hell to do with them for the next hour.
So, here's my list of pros and cons - I'm taking suggestions, so if you have a comment, feel free to leave:
Pros for having book take place in Jamaica:
1. The book ends with a hint that the women will reunite in Jamaica
2. The lush tropical setting and relaxed ambience . . . or as the Getaway Girls would put it: beaches, boys, and booze
3. Ian Fleming wrote James Bond books in Jamaica - how can I go wrong?
1. Only one, but it's a biggie. I've never been there. Was supposed to go there on a tenth anniversary trip a few weeks ago, but those plans had to be canceled for multiple reasons. Filing a passport application with my destination listed as Jamaica was as close as I got. I have Red Stripe beer in my fridge right now, does that count?
Pros for having book take place in Dallas:
1. I live here, I could describe this place blindfolded. Except that would be pretty dull, so I won't. (It was hot. Real hot. It smelled hot. It felt hot).
2. The lush (mosquito-plagued) 102 degree scene outside my window right now would make an excellent place for mayhem and murder. Not that I'm planning anything, just pointing out the obvious.
3. Did I mention the heat? Seriously, if you were a flesh-eating scavenger, wouldn't you want to romp through the woods, taking out sweaty joggers and heat-crazed soccer moms? Again, perhaps that's just me.
1. It's not Jamaica. Sniff.
You see my dilemma. Of course, the most obvious choice of venue would have been New Orleans again, but I'm saving that for Book 3. (And of course, I'll need another NOLA visit to refresh my memory, won't I?)
Happy Friday - and remember, nothing says TGIF like a book about flesh-eating scavengers, kickass moms, some snippy vampires and a cocky Irishman. Well, except maybe that Loverboy song about working for the weekend, but that's not gonna last you the weekend, is it? Get yourself a copy of The Getaway Girls: A New Orleans Tale of Monsters, Mayhem and Moms and a bottle of cheap vino - voila, instant Friday fix. You won't be sorry, I promise!