I guess all I needed to do was free my mind of the worry of publishing book 7 of Parched and then listen to my soul soon thereafter.
Excuse me if I sound a little wacky during any of this post. I’m going to make it short because tonight was a Skinny Girl Mojita night/a quarter glass makes me loopy.
Anyway… I know that a story has to be felt down to the soul. Down to the bone…marrow. As a writer you have to connect with the characters’ emotions and since I live and die by my emotions, I cannot write a WORD of a novel until I feel it. Down deep, feel it.
Like, I’m the one who watches a news story on TV and end up teary eyed. I cry when I see someone else in pain. I hurt for people all the time, everyday. The reason why I couldn’t write the next book was because all my “fiction” emotions were tied up in Vanquish. Now it’s out. It’s gone from me. (I’m teary eyed about that. My heart weeps about that. But I must let it go. It’s in your hands now. You have it.)
Anyway, so earlier tonight I moved away from the computer, watched Pride and Prejudice for the umpth-millionth time and let my mind challenge me. See, A story has to be BIGGER than life, BETTER than good. I’m an over-sensitive, emotional being, I really am and I MUST rely that in all my stories.
And so I went backwards. I started writing this love story years ago, before I learned how to plot. YES. Every writer MUST take the plot journey. Plot is something you learn. Writing is something you’re born with. BUT plot is learnt.
Well. I’m writing this series. And I fear I started in the wrong city! I’m starting in Martha’s Vineyard! And why not, MV? I’ll be there later on this month… I’ve figured out the plot elements. Oh, and the story is too emotional to be written in the first person. It demands the third person. If you choose to read it, then you’ll see why. First person will make it too melodramatic. The reason why some first person voices grow weary is because the voice is too emotional–more emotional than the action. Does that make sense? Mary Sue’s are born from an over-emotional, “I” voice.
Anyway–I’m excited. I’ve already written past the first page of the new story–which is the hardest part of any book. I would write on but the Mojita has made my lids heavy and all I want to do is sleep. This is why I could never be a drunk. Alcohol is not an upper for me–it’s a downer. I think it has to do with my genes or something.
Anyway–I’m elated. No. Overjoyed. No. Ecstatic. No. Sleepy… No. Hate that I have to go to bed right now instead of write.
I’ll probably fix the errors in this post tomorrow. Probably not. I’m too excited to re-read it. I have a new story to write!!!!!!!!!!! 🙂
I Love THIS!
Peace. And I hope you enjoy Vanquish. And remember, The Denouement is EXTRA! I added it to show their new normal….How their world has been reset. I won’t write a denouement in the book I’m writing now though.
Much Love 🙂