This week I started outlining my new book. It’s a novel, and I’m hoping it will be funny. It’s going to be a lot more fun than a memoir because I can make shit up- I’m not constrained by the truth.
So what’s it about? Well first off, it contains the following items in no particular order:
holographic computer systems
an FBI man
a dog named Chester
a 1968 Ford Mustang with a 427 Cobra Jet engine
wealthy land owners
an underage squid
a wrinkled pair of blue jeans
A bad guy in a black hat.
There may also be a cameo by Donald Trump’s great, great grandfather.
And believe it or not, I think I can tie all of the above items together in a logical fashion with a minimal amount of weed, so that’s a big cost savings for me.
I’m on track to finish the outline this week, followed by the actual writing the week after.
Once the book is complete, I’ll revise it and have an editor take a look at it.
If it works, I’ll create a cover and give the book to my beta readers. I’ll then take their advice, make changes, and have the book up by Halloween.
At least that’s the plan. We’ll see what happens. I’m easily distracted.