I’m in the heights and dregs of NaNoWriMo. Although I took yesterday off, I’m doing well. I passed the 20K mark and am enjoying the process. I decided to write a prequel to the Boardinghouse Brides’ book which is actually a mystery set in 1922 Long Beach, California. I get to write about Buster Keaton filming on Signal Hill, fossils in caverns, and the remaining horrors of war.
After my brain is fried, I retreat to knitting USO hats and slipper socks for Christmas. While knitting, I watch back-to-back episodes of GRIMM. I love that show. I love Monroe. I love we get to meet a new monster, forgive me–a new Veson, every week. A monster that lives in human form.
I haven’t written much about where the backstory came from in JACK FELL DOWN. The hobbyist detective can no longer work as a teacher since her mysterious accident so she searches for missing children. The monster that would steal children is present in the stories but it is also present in the delusions that plague her. It is present in the choices taken by her past students. It is present in dark Santa Ana alleys and on inviting Laguna shores.
The people who fight monsters fascinate me. Whether, like Monroe and Pam Graff, they also battle their own monsters, or like the Grimm and Aunt Ivy, for whom it is their calling, these heroes take up their saber and stand ready to protect the ones they love.
And aren’t those the heroes worth watching? Which makes me wonder: what kind of hero will I be today …