I've been grappling for weeks--more than a month--with a physics problem that kept me from moving forward on my fourth sequel. I have pages and pages of notes and diagrams and equations. My head has been spinning and was ready to explode last night. I was prepared to fudge on a particular event that was meant to provide a serious plot twist. But I'm obsessive-compulsive. Everything has to be just so. Accurate. According to scientific laws.
Then it came to me. Like Einstein's theory of relativity.
It's been a long time since I have needed to use trigonometry to solve an issue, and that was way back in my early college years as a premed student. I was one of those people who thought it was completely unnecessary to my life. Who knew it would be--and for the purpose of writing a novel!!!?
Will wants to give Chris an incredible anniversary gift, marking their first night together. And in a very public way. Embarrassing her. But, hey, it also turns her on to no end. And does something more--something very insidious.
I'm anxious to finish this sequel. But I had to solve that problem first. So, I dusted off my understanding of trigonometry. I set aside all the confusing pages of notes, diagrams, and equations. I knew in my heart the answer was right in front of my face. Once it surfaced last night at around 1:oo, I was so elated I couldn't sleep!
Now, things will move along nicely. I can't wait to publish!
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