The Journey of Bringing Novels to Life, Part 2

I wrote on this topic last summer shortly after I finished my novel��Fury From Hell. ��I thought I said it all in that piece. ��[You can find Part 1 here.] ��Apparently, I did not.

It seems that the journey of bringing novels into fruition and the journey (read: evolution) of the writer run parallel. ��[Occasionally, they may run perpendicular.]

Why do you say that?��You may ask.

Simple. ��I am writing a timeslip story, a story that has moments in the past. ��For this term, I have to thank the ladies from the bi-weekly #HarlequinHistorical chat:��@MichelleLStyles,��@_CherylStJohn_,��@NovelistaAnnie,��@NicoleLockeNews,��@FionaMMarsden, et al.

However, the timeslip happens in turbulent times in the 1920’s and in the 60’s. ��I am doing my research going to original source documents and the images are simply killing me. ��The emotional toll this takes is much more than I had imagined. ��It took me three years to��think I was ready to write this book. ��I now see that I am not quite there yet. ��If I am, I need to add something else to my current writing projects queue. ��Something a bit more light-heartedly, free and fun. ��This way, it can balance the gravity of the timeslip story.

Well, at least, that is the story I am telling myself and my Muse! :-)

I took some time last evening to think about this and have decided to write a romantic novel with action and excitement in it. ��The sexual tension will be palpable and I want to have characters whose personalities clash initially but meld beautifully as the story develops. ��This feels like a life-affirming thing to do now for myself as a writer!

This way, when I have to view images of death, pain, suffering and depression from a time not so long ago defiling people simply because they were born a certain color — I can have a balanced emotional perspective.

One more step in my evolutionary journey as a writer.

Have you found yourself in such a quandary? ��Maybe with another topic/issue in writing where you needed to have space? ��Please! I would love if you’d share! ��So many times I feel as if I am writing into cyberspace ethers without hope of a reply (or comment…).

Ta-ta for now,

NB