After about eighteen months and 150,000 words, the book was stagnating, overdue, you could say. It was getting quite frustrating to have all these scenes and chapters done, some well beyond the third draft, and still not be certain of their order. Or of the direction of the book. It was crisis time; felt like throwing the laptop out the window...
Ah, but then my girl came through for me as usual. She knows my characters almost as well as me; she hears about them everyday. Who better to ask? So i began bouncing plot ideas off her and away she went. After a three hour conversation about the plot and motivations of my characters, spanning dinner preperation, through tub time and concluding over scotch in our PJs, I had a complete plot plan written out - beginning to end. The first time ever for this book! I can not tell you what a relief that is. Robert Muchamore once said that writing without a plan was mental and I do agree, but could never quite do it this this book. Sometimes,I think I am too close to it.
You can't write a book if you don't know where your characters will end up. Period. But the labor pains are passed, I feel. It is time to birth this book. As always, my girl saved the day with great plot ideas, twists and her usual unique take on relationships. What would we do without the people who support us in this journey?
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