This morning was gorgeous. I ran errands early, then came home, slipped on my earphones and went for a walk. Not the leisurely kind, no, but the heart pumping, feet moving, half-sprint kind.
I enjoyed crisp air, cooling breezes and the bright, warm sun which was sharing enough Vitamin D to have me grinning like a fool. Loud music pounded in my ears and I walked my usual route twice, then took a new one. There is nothing like good exercise to get your creative mind going.
Of course it helped that spring in Oklahoma is stunning with redbuds blooming.
Somewhere along the way, I lost track of my Rae in Unnatural Selection. I wrote the entire book and didn’t like it. How crazy is that? Not that much really. There are a few early books I will never share. Never.
But instead of digging in and finding her again, I set Rae aside and wrote other projects. I finished them, so I am being productive, but I REALLY want US to be good. I want it harsh and gritty yet filled with the kind of human commitment that makes the heart soar.
Strangely enough, during walks like this morning’s, I catch glimpses of what she wants from me. What this story could be. Tearing an entire manuscript down and reworking it is such a daunting prospect, I keep working a little then putting it off. But I’ve done this before. Dweller’s original form was… well, it was bad. It went through three transformations.
But…that book got me an agent in the end.
Sometimes, it takes the hardest kind of work to get the best story possible. 😉