As writers, we often have moments of amazing clarity. We can find hope when our characters are at their darkest, we can evoke empathy for an evil soul, we can put together twists which shock even ourselves, so it’s no surprise that from the depths of a void, a storyline can materialise, complete with a subplot.
My normal tactic for a 50k word challenge is to write an emotive, self-absorbed first person monologue about love or loss or being crazy.
This new storyline came to me a couple of mornings ago. I didn’t really know how this was going to go until then. I knew it had to lead into another story, and I didn’t have a clue how it was going to get there but then – BAM – it was there in its entirety.
Oh, yes; there’s love, loss, crazy antics and maybe a little bit of hanky-panky… And dragons.
And a hero who is a bit of a cocky bugger.
And some pissed off Gods.
I’m very excited now.