Alright. I’ve had to accept that the 5th draft is done, and now, starting a new draft… I’m adding a whole new perspective to the story.
I knew there was something was missing in this book. It was really, really bothering me—but I didn’t know how to fix it, and maybe I was just being weird. There was a whole story line with Sarah’s mom that was unresolved, but that was fine. I figured I’d just tie that up with a nice bow later.
But then, at one of my writing groups, we read a chapter together and a buddy of mine said, “Oh no. Something happens to the mother. I just know it.”
I said nothing. No spoilers!
But still… that stuck with me.
I thought about it all the way home, Something happens to the mother…
Mom’s arc was unresolved… she didn’t even have a name. She was “Mom.”
As I drove, immersed in my music, pieces of a storyline broke into view.
And now, I just feel like I have to tell her story, too!
And now, I know Mom’s name. It’s Annie. Her name is Annie.
And I have to accept that I’m on the 6th draft, and I’ve still got a LONG ways to go to finish this story. I’m adding in a whole other perspective! Normally I’m WAY farther along in my writing process at this point. But man, I can’t let this go! I feel like I’ve found the missing piece! I’ve got to uncover the whole thing and fit it into place.
Every story is unique. It’s unique in what it has to say, and it’s unique in the way it’s discovered.
Man, I love writing. It’s an adventure. I hope I can do this forever. #writerslifeforme
Where Rose Writes Very True Stories 