The Evolution of a Story

Four and a half years ago, I finished writing a book called A Broken Kind of Beautiful and wasn’t sure what to write next.

I’m not one of those writers who has a constant overflow of story ideas. A disconcerting thing, especially whenI’m around those writers who have a constant overflow of story ideasandlike to say things like:

I just started this story, but five other ideas are calling my name!

All the while,I twiddle my thumbs and whistle off in the corner, trying not to panic that I’ve use...