It has been some time since I wrote anything, here or otherwise. But my niece recently read the first 6+ chapters of my book and loved it. Nothing like praise to motivate you to write. But I remember leaving the Oak Wand because my inspiration had packed it’s bags and headed to Bermuda. So, to get back into it, I started at the beginning and reread the entire thing. This ended at a sentence where I didn’t know quite where to go.
I must thank JK Rowling because Harry Potter has afforded me much inspiration. The Oak Wand is NOT like Harry Potter but a few of the situations are similar enough that how JK writes them, has helped me. And so it was again. I started with only a sentence at a time coming to me. But they kept coming and coming and coming for 5 more pages. I knew what the event was that would happen (sorry, no spoilers) and how it would be resolved-ish but I just didn’t know how. Now I do.
Sometimes when I write, I don’t feel like this is really my story. I’m merely transcribing the story someone else has is telling me. I am surprised at how scenes unfold, at the reactions of the characters. Is it because I’m a fabulous writer? Or maybe I’m just suffering from fortunate inspiration.
This is the Novel Mage saying, *POOF*