Have you ever had a writer friend who talked about how sometimes it felt like they weren’t writing the story – their characters were? I know. It sounds absurd.
But sometimes – it really does feel that way.
Last week, I had rounded 80K on the first draft of my murder mystery novel, and I was getting to the point where my characters were on hot on the trail of the serial killer. I had a scene in mind where I thought they would get them – but before I started writing it, I realized it wouldn’t fit to have them there. The scene instead unfolded in a way that made more sense – and the heroes would get another chance.
Enter that next chance – what was going to be the final showdown. Only, this time, the serial killer wasn’t there by their own choice. How? I don’t know.
On a happy and somewhat related note, I did finally complete the first (very rough) draft of the novel and overshot my goal:
Even knowing how much work is ahead of me, typing those two little words felt REALLY good.
Ami Maxine 