Oh, Happy Darling

Well, I wrote the first twenty pages of my novel. The one I restarted the other day. This is very different from all the rest. (Oh, aren't they all?) It's got Xerxes Xavier, now a Jr., and he keeps moving, so I keep following. He's pretty endearing. He started on the top of the Hollywood Hills, found a place to live at the base of Kagel Canyon, took a road trip out to the Mojave Desert. Sometimes, I have to run to keep up with him.

There's also a little girl. And a porn star. And a Happy Darling who doesn't remember who she is. Go figure! And a lot of waitresses. And a black woman named Chanterelle. And a landlord named Jesus. And where all these people came from, I don't know.

Writing is lonely except when you're in love with your main character.