Have I ever been this involved with a character? I think not. This is twice in the past two weeks that I have written about Adelaide though sobs and tears. Everything that is happening to her seems to happen to me. Though I have experienced some of those things in my life I seem to be re-living them all through Adelaide.
When I started this book (working title: The Bishop of Who, that has to change) I had an inkling that I was doing it as a spiritual exercise. Something to exorcise some of the spiritual demons that have been chasing me around for awhile. Little did I understand that Adelaide would help me examine my whole life.
She goes where she wants with her story. Yesterday I reread a description I wrote of the book before I started. Though the premise remains the same, I wonder that I was so sure what would happen in the story line. Everything changes. I guess I have to resolve myself to that with my particular writing style but sometimes its really hard.
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