Lately, between working and job hunting, I have been working on a story. I'm pretty excited about it. The working title is Lavender March and the Hole in the Bridge.
Somewhere near the beginning, my writing buddy (who is also writing something awesome right now...but more epic and more grown-up than my story) pointed out to me that it sounded very Alice in Wonderland-ish. I proceeded to share the plot outline with him and after some discussion, we fixed that. I might share some of the story here later.
I'm so excited!
I love writing, and having a world come alive inside me...it's initially quite hard to articulate just what it's like, but as my own understanding of this place and the people in it increases, so does my ability to describe it.
It's like this imaginary world has been given to me and I'm discovering it... It doesn't feel like something of my own invention. It's too beautiful and amazing.
(Mind you, I usually feel that way about the things that come out of my pen, paint brush and keyboard...)
I want to publish this story. It's going to take a while to actually write it, I think. I've spent over a month so far on the plot outline. Not solidly, of course. I've been doing a lot of living too!
The main character is called Lavender March. She's a few years older than our friend Horatio, and a bit more gutsy. Mind you, she hasn't got a giant blue hairy thing following her around, nor algebra homework.
She does have a bit of an attitude problem though.
I'm having a lot of fun discovering the characters... It's sort of like meeting someone new and getting to know them. One of my favourite authors, Mary Grant Bruce, thought likewise. In fact, in her very last book in the Billabong series, she said that she thought her characters wanted one more story. That makes total sense to me. To an author, the characters and places in their stories are real...sort of.
It's hard to explain.
Oh well.
I might go and write some more now.
