What do you do when your plot backs you to the crumbling edge of your story?
Do you throw your hands up and wave them like you just don’t care? (Sorry, the 90’s were visiting this week!)
Do you wrap your rappelling rope of character motivation around your leg and step back, praying it holds?
Do you scream like a little girl and jump?
Or do you push back?
Unfortunately, my storyline took me to task the last couple of weeks. I’d get a couple chapters ahead, then she’d slap me back a chapter and a half. I’d dodge around her, when she wasn’t looking, only to find myself face first in the dirt.
How did this happen to me? Well, it’s not because I’m a panster, because I do have a general outline of where my story needs to go, I know my characters and what drives them, and my world is very, very familiar.
Nope, can’t pin it on any of the normal suspects.
So who was the culprit?
Um that would be the person between the Muse and the keyboard. Will call her ‘The Operator’. Seems The Operator decided we needed to do an entire scene of Q&A’s in this Paranormal Suspense. No matter how much the Muse or the characters threatened bodily harm, horrific turns of fate, The Operator determined a long, drawn out Q&A needed to be RIGHT HERE.
So Muse and the characters got together and managed to infect The Operator with a lovely serum of Second Guesses. Since The Operator refused to listen, they decided to skew her POV. They sent her out on a ‘was’ hunt, because we all know ‘was’ is not a verb.
Battered and bloodied, The Operator made it back to the dreaded chapter of contention. Tired, she decided she needed a shower to wash all the gore off. In the midst of washing the was right out of her hair, a brilliant idea formed.
Why not skip the Q&A? Why not just recapped it in a paragraph and move on. Since it’s first person POV, readers could discover the information with the main character. Besides, most of the characters’ pulses had leveled off, it was time to get their adrenalin pumping and move to the next BIG THING.
Ecstatic, The Operator, dashed out of the shower, careful to keep a protective hand over her eyes, fumbled for a pen, jotted the idea down and realized the inside of her head had finally fallen silent.
Muse and characters didn’t let her hear their cheers, but they’re ready to proceed now that The Operator stop being a boob!
Feel free to share your trembling moments of impending disaster and how you escaped!