I’m not a baseball fan, but sometimes life throws a curveball and you get to decide how to handle it. Last week, I was ready to write the next chapter in the book due December 1st, when and event happened locally that mirrored the plot. Almost exactly. Like too much. The next morning I texted my editor and then spent 20 minutes brainstorming with her what we needed to do. This book will get written, but not be next. It’s the absolutely write thing to do. It’s also really hard because now I have to find a plot very quickly for a book that was supposed to be due December 1st, but is now due January 1st. Ten thousands words evaporated (not really), and I get to start from scratch. Fortunately, I already had an idea for book two that I was excited to dive into, but there’s a mile of difference between and idea and the plot and characters that turn the idea into a fully fleshed out, page turning novel. Isn’t this like life, though? We have a good plan…and then life happens. It’s not necessarily bad…it’s just unexpected. Or as we like to say in writing…PLOT TWIST. God’s reminding me to stay flexible and be grateful for the deadlines.