As many of you know, since I’ve talked about it incessantly here and on my other blog, I just wrapped up edits for The Turning Tide. Pleased as I am about that, there’s no rest for the wicked, or writers for that matter. Bitter Night is due in January and I was over halfway done when I stopped to work on The Turning Tide edits. It’s now been a couple of months and as much as I love this story, or rather, loved it, I am feeling a little ambivalent just at the moment. I’ve to find the love again. The question is–how?
The first step for me was to read through what I’d written. I had to reacquaint myself with the characters. But of course, in taking so much time away, I lost a little bit of momentum in terms of what I was excited about. The story has a slightly different feel to me now, and I want to try to capture it. That will require going back fixing things in revision, but for now, I want to press forward and get a draft done.
I have reread and I’ve looked over my synopsis–and this time I was glad I’d gone into so much detail. But what I realized was that one of the characters who was elusive before (I had a terrible time nailing down his voice), had become elusive again. So I did some talking to him (interviewing him a little) and then I reread the last chapter over and over and stared into space. Then I stared into space some more, then checked my email and every blog site known to man, watched some youtube video, stared into space, reread the chapter . . .
It went on awhile. But I would write a bit here and there, tinker here and there, and try to hear him in my head. Finally he began to speak. Finally he began to become a person again instead of a cardboard shadow.
So I’m writing again. I mean, more than just one word every five or ten minutes. I’m still checking email and etc., but not nearly so often. I’m sinking back into the story and feeling the flow. It’s a relief. I was half afraid I wouldn’t get it back.
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