I have focused on nothing but my WIP the past few days and tonight, one character pulled the flying carpet out from under my feet. In fact, she decided that I wasn't going to write the book in close-third. Instead, it's all about her and how she has completely messed up. And she wants me to write it in first person. (I actually feel relieved.)
She also gave me a blessing: a working title. Something I never truly had before. (No, not gonna tell you.)
Because I'm re-starting (for the third time? fourth time?), I have to put myself into First Draft Bootcamp and get some words on the page. I've penned in a date on the calendar in which I will do nothing for a whole weekend but write the first draft (at least 50 pages of it) and nurse the baby (because, well, no one else can do it). Jim has graciously, albeit reluctantly, agreed to the plan.
This is still the re-telling of the Arabian Nights tale, but with my own little narrative twist.
And that's all I'm going to say about it. For now.
Wheeeeee!!!!!!!
5 comments:
Sounds like that character's takin' charge! Enjoy the process (nursing and all)!
She's that kind of girl!
Those characters can be so fickle! ;0)
Have fun!
I love that excited feeling you get when you find a moment of clarity. It's usually followed by a feeling of dread when you realize you have to start over. That happened with my WIP when I realized the story was supposed to begin about 200 pages before what I'd written.
Don't you just love characters like that. Enjoy the rewrite.
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