A random thought. An idea. Inspiration.
It came on quickly; just a flash, and then it was gone again before the next breath. But it was there. And I have to trust that if it existed once, it will present itself again, in its own time. Maybe not in the same form. Maybe better, more solid.
For now, I’ll keep my notebook and pen beside my bed, at the ready, waiting for inspiration to revisit.
Or plotting my antagonist’s revenge to be more exact.
It’s hard, trying to put yourself into the mind of someone capable of doing another harm. Hard for me anyway. I find myself struggling to figure out what it is that makes my antagonist tick and it’s giving me a headache trying to make this story go from point A to point B. Just when I’d thought I’d finally came up with a workable twist to the storyline and started writing my next scene, I hit a road block.
It hurt. Like a tree branch in your path that you don’t see until it’s too late, it hit me. I think I still have the welt on my forehead.
I don’t write with a real outline, and maybe this is where I’ve went wrong in the process. There’s much debate on the subject. I usually start with an idea out somewhere in left field. Surprisingly, the resulting story hardly ever ends up in the place I originally thought it would. While I’m in the middle of the manuscript, I do, however, try to work through each aspect of the story in my mind before I start writing the next sequence of events, going back to add in plot twists or foreshadowing as the story develops.
I thought I’d done that preparatory step this time, but it doesn’t seem so.
It was such a blatant discrepancy in the entire story line that I don’t know why it never occurred to me before I was already knee deep in writing bliss. Now, there it is, half out on paper and already stuck in my head. But it won’t work. No matter how I’ve tried in my mind to make the two ends meet in the middle, I keep falling short.
It’s frustrating. I’m 33,000 words into this manuscript and I’m stuck. The question is, do I hop over the speed bump and continue on with the rest of the story, hoping it all comes together in the end, in a logical, intriguing way? Or do I keep trying to work my way through this fog and make some sense of my original thought pattern?