I spent much of yesterday writing. I’m bringing into Flowers From the Flames a character from Becoming Grace, but now I need a backstory of what happened to her in the past five years. She’s done a complete 180 from how she was at St. Margaret’s, and I need a reason. Also, and yes, I know this is weird – she finally told me her last name. I don’t like it, but can’t seem to change it. Sometimes one’s characters take on a life of their own, and a writer just has to flow with it. I think one of the reasons I’ve brought her back is because people who have read Becoming Grace are curious as to what happened to her. So, that’s where I am today.
I ditched the first three starts to Flowers, but am now pretty happy with the way things are going. I know I’m on a roll when I can hardly wait to get back to reading my book, only to realize that I have to write it first!
One of the writer’s tools that I find most helpful is being a member of a writer’s critique group. Or, in my case, TWO groups. It really does help, even though sometimes I leave feeling bruised and bloody, I think it makes me a better writer. I’m not sure I could actually whip these words into publishable shape without the group. So, thanks, groups!
Okay, back to the grind stone! Happy reading, all.