I credit my mother for this passion of storytelling. I was asked not too long ago how I am able to write hundreds of pages telling a story. I’m sure it might sound daunting to some, but to me it is pure excitement to walk around in my mind, finding characters and their flaws…discovering who they should bump into, and overseeing that their fate is found in one another. I watch movies, famous movies, and marvel at the creativity that brewed in the writer’s mind to breathe life into the idea. It’s marvelous really. With each book that I write, ideas find me more easily than the last one. Take for example Boone County…
This is my newfound happy place. I am making some wonderful progress here. Book two is going to make some jaws drop. I feel badly that book one is on hiatus and quite behind schedule for being published. But I assure you, this series will be all that and a small town with big secrets and surprises. 🙂 I know I’ve discussed book one, Abigail’s story, but book two is all about Chelsea. She, like Abigail got dragged back to Boone for unfinished business. Chelsea came back for the unexpected death of her mother. And when she returned, she like Abigail, found it difficult to leave.
Michelangelo once said that he used his chisel to free the figure from the marble block. Genius, I’d say. I guess I describe my book writing as transcribing a description of the movie I see playing in my head. The characters…their dialogue…the scenery and body language. Some days I can’t move my fingers fast enough to match the scene unfolding before my eyes. That’s a great day!
I hope everyone has a wonderful rest of their week. It’s downhill from here!
