Hi everyone, I thought I’d take a few minutes to emerge from my cave to wish you all a Merry Christmas. Oh, wait, wrong season. It’s raining and the Missoula mountainsides are a rich, velvety green. Okay, spring. That’s right…CampNaNoWriMo. Wow, so my writing hibernation was real. I’d begun to wonder, what with my exhaustion, not just because of all the hours I’m putting in to finish my novel before the month ends, but for a different reason:
My protagonist is taking me on a wild ride.
Never have I written a character who had such a desire, not to live, but to thrive and was willing to take over the story to satisfy that desire. Suddenly given life at seventeen (it’s complicated), I underestimated how much she’d fight for her happiness, especially through all the bad that befalls her. The more I tossed her way the taller she’s stood.
All well and good, of course, but it’s forced me continually revise the story’s course.
To make matters worse, she’s already demanding I make substantial changes to the early parts of the book. It’s as if she knows she has a limited amount of time to shine and she wants all she can get.
It isn’t as if she’s a kickass heroine. Nothing could be further from the truth, though she’s proven to be resourceful. No, it’s her inner glow more than anything. It’s her swift growth as she discovers the person she is. It’s her hunger for knowledge. It’s as if she died, gasped, and came back appreciating life more than any of us can understand.
Okay, in fairness, the dying part was closer to the truth than I intended…
She’s been a lot to handle, and early on I cursed her more than once for mucking up my outline, but then she started winning me over. She also won over another character and—insert sarcasm here—more of the outline went into the shredder. It isn’t that she’s continually happy. Not at all. It’s more like she burns with an inexhaustible desire to capture the happiness she was so long denied.
Now, I feel blessed to know her and am willing to do the work necessary to provide her more time to realize her dream. The happiness? She’s going to have to earn that on her own. That’s the price for being a character in a story. I’m at the 91% mark. Time for her to capture her dreams.
I hope everyone else is realizing their NaNo dreams!