I've been falling in love with writing again. Recently I realized how grateful I am for this gift, and how I feel so incredibly... privileged, I guess, to be a writer. It truly is amazing. Not everyone gets to make worlds with our fingertips. Not everyone gets to have a cast of varied friends to carry with them wherever they go. Not everyone gets to do this, and that's okay, because they have their own talents, and not everyone has to do this. But for me, I am so glad God decided to put me on this path of inkstains and starlight. I will forever be grateful, because writing is one of the best gifts I've ever been given.
Being able to order words and letters to form sentences and express my feelings has helped me cope through life in ways I never expected nor imagined. It's one of my favorite things about life--being able to clatter my fingers over the keys and disappear into another world for a little while.
I've been working on Broken Wings again, my NaNo novel, and this novel's goal seems to be to break my heart over and over again. I haven't caused characters to go through this much pain, ever, and it hurts. But it's also beautiful, in a weird sort of way. It's beautiful because the harder the story, the more beautiful the redemption is in the end. At least, that's the way I'm hoping it will be. I'm pretty sure Broken Wings has to have a beautiful ending. I've put Rane and Lynx through too much for them not to end up okay in the end.
Not only that, but I now have a fantasy series. I'm super excited because series don't really come naturally, and for years I've been wanting a fantasy story--well, saga, if you will--in which many of the characters are interconnected.
Some of you may remember my posts from 2011's NaNo about that year's novel, Silver Tears. Some of you may also remember that Broken Wings is a prequel to Silver Tears, which it is and happily will remain. Unfortunately, due to Broken Wings crashing the scene, Silver Tears is desperately in need of several rewrites and perhaps a complete overhaul, though I'm trying not to think about that.
Anyway, so we have Broken Wings and Silver Tears, which were already connected. (Yay, me!) But now that series has two more books. (Again, YAAAY!)
It happened by accident, when I happened to give Rane the same last name as my character, Captain Silverthorne. Captain Silverthorne is in By a Thread, which takes place in the same world as Broken Wings and Silver Tears, except earlier. I wasn't planning on or expecting them to have interconnected characters, but with the appearance of Rane, and the need for Rane to have a last name, Captain Silverthorne and Rane suddenly became related. (I blame Facebook and my writing friends for this. If I hadn't been creating FB profiles for my characters, like my writing buddies were doing, Rane would probably not have had a last name and this whole thing wouldn't have happened. THANK YOU, Facebook! For once you are making a difference in the world.)
So now we have By a Thread, Silver Tears, and Broken Wings, and I wish I could tell you all the ways these are gloriously connected. It's so exciting, guys. But as if that wasn't enough, Rane and Lynx had children.
Yes, that's right.
I have never, ever completely been aware of the future life of my characters after the novel's doors are shut. I know perhaps a year or two into the future, but never more than that. Until now. Broken Wings has brought so many new aspects into my writing life.
It started when I found this pin, and somehow I just knew that was Lynx and her boys. You know how something just makes sense? Well, this did. It made a lot of sense--arguably more than anything makes sense in the real world. :P
Over the past few months this inkling has grown, and Rane and Lynx have two sons: Kian, and Will. (Will's name may change; you have been warned.) The fourth book in my fantasy series will focus on a bitter and strong Kian, and war, and a wispy, willowy girl named Ivana.
It's going to be beautiful.
So I'm plugging away at Broken Wings, and By a Thread and Kian & Ivana and Silver Tears are all wedged tightly into my brain. (Three out of four books in this series focus on the various generations of Silverthorne men. My writing group, The Tea-Spitters, has dubbed this series the Silverthorne Mafia.)
I'm writing late at night, every few days, as much as I can manage, when I feel up to it. I really feel the need to finish Broken Wings, guys.
It's funny. When I started out with NaNo, I didn't have much of an attachment to Broken Wings. It just seemed like one more novel, one more group of characters to claim my affections. But over the past few months, I've grown to love it fiercely, perhaps more than I've loved other stories... but almost in a different way. It's wrapped itself around my heart and it won't let go.
I'm in love with these stories, I'm in love with these people, because it's almost like they exist and they are urging me to write their stories down. I know it sounds crazy, but hopefully there are some writers out there that understand. It's almost like these characters and these stories are bigger than me. I'm just the one who gets to tell them.
I love writing. I love writing. I love writing.
