Hello folks!
So the holiday season is in full swing and my social agenda is totally booked all the way to New Year's. I'm not bragging, I'm mildly freaking out on how to accomplish A-L-L them goals I so ambitiously laid out. 5am? Not happening. Possibly 6am. Meh. What can I say I go to bed late and NEED a solid 7.
Back on track...
I have unofficially transferred my previous draft to my shiny new one. [Technically I only rewrote the beginning; not the whole novel.] Splicing. Now I'm pounding out all the frayed ends, adding, editing, and cutting. Dicing. As of this moment I am stuck. And I mean stuck hard. Not quite quick sand but the mucky stuff at the bottom of lakes, up past my ankles. The scene is hard to pin down. How do you show something internal that just flips the switch on your main character? Choosing is hard enough. Who would want to leave his/her home, a wealthy betrothed, and all the proper acceptance of society? My character. Simply because she doesn't feel like she belongs...and the thought of marriage frightens her. See what I mean. How can you word vomit this into salvageable literature? If you have any ideas throw them below. If not, oh well. I'm off to beat my brains for the answer to this puzzle.
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