The Vietnam book is coming along and I was happy with the way the story was progressing. Bec is a mixture of vulnerability and ‘against the odds’ determination and Tom is…well, Tom is just gorgeous. I want to meet him!
But, suddenly as I head toward the final run down to the black moment I am panicking. I think the book is short! This is NOT a good place to realise this. Everything is set up for the black moment…all the pins are lined up to be knocked down flat. Total emotional chaos for Bec and Tom.
My writing has stalled as the fear that I’ve done something majorly wrong has gripped my brain. A million questions zoom around in my head. I re read the synopsis over and over. I was seen muttering in the aisle of the supermarket talking it all through as I had to deal with feeding the troops. Mentally paralyzed. It’s a horrible feeling.
So today is a new day and I am moving forward. I am going to write what I can see and feel about this story and then sit back. If it is short then I will deal with it then. But no one will be happy with a book that stops at chapter eight so I’m sucking down the fear and I’m going to type.
I’ll let you know how it goes!