I read and reread my third draft of AlmaMia’s novel, and something felt wrong… I’m not talking about that little bird that sings in every writer’s ear, tweeting, “It isn’t perfect yet. Revise some more. Kill a few darlings. Throw one last rock…” No, it was something else… so I continued reading and making wee revisions.
Then, the other day, I shared an excerpt of Dancing on Her Bones, and Kallan said AlmaMia “is growing up too fast, Mags. I’m not ready for her to be a teenager yet.” Those words showed me exactly what the problem was: The novel is not ready for AlmaMia the teenager, either.
She is nine-years-old in the short story. My current draft of the novel starts with a thirteen-year-old AlmaMia. At lot can (and does) happen in four years… especially after the way the introductory tale ends. Also, I used rather long flashbacks to clarify some of the shadows cast by the events that take place in the short story. They are necessary, but feel unnatural. I have more fun when I tell a story as it happens.
So… I’ve been rewriting the novel (I should probably say the true 1st novel), from the point of view of a much younger AlmaMia—she’s seven. Instead of flashbacks, I’m turning memories into current action; fleshing out the short story into the first part of the book, and going from there. The task is tedious and exciting (sometimes very slow), but I don’t mind the work. I will share my progress, in case you want to continue help *wink, wink*. Goodness knows that without Kallan’s reaction, I would probably be stuck still.
And that, my Wicked Luvs, is the main reason why I share my writing process. When I think I’m stuck, you help me see that I am indeed in a bit of a jam… then you reach for me and help me out of the hole. My writing site is going to get very, um… writing-focused from this day forward—I hope not to bore you senseless. I don’t feel too bad, though; for there is always something fun, eclectic, witchy,
occasionally outrageous over at Pagan Culture ;-)