I’m not a fan of getting too involved with more than one story at a time. I don’t like the idea of getting too bogged down with different characters and different storylines, and it is easy for that to happen if I spread myself too thin. When writing, I immerse myself completely in the lives of the characters that I am writing about, so it is difficult to leave those lives and start dreaming of others.
That said, however, I am a firm believer that when inspiration comes at you, grab a hold. I can’t always control where my imagination wants to go, and last night, it wanted to go toward my planned second novel Broken Children. I sat up in bed and scribbled pages of notes on how I want to lay the book out and the point of view I’d like to try with it.
I wrote Broken Children as a short story in college, and it is still my favourite story that I’ve ever written. I decided to plan it as a novel about a year ago. I have written a high-level summary for what takes place after the story ends, and now it is just waiting to be started. I won’t start writing it until I finish The Death House, but I am really happy that I got to write a bunch of notes and really start to plan how I will start to tackle it.
It seems that inspiration is grabbing at me from all corners these days. What a joy.