The voices have faded. The characters have all grown quiet, ceased to exist along with the world I’ve destroyed. You heard me right. Destroyed. *wide eyes* I guarantee it was absolutely necessary. However, it doesn’t make the situation any easier. I feel like the characters have all died. They haven’t of course, but it’s a strange mourning. My brain hasn’t processed that they’re coming back in another, similar form in Book 2. It’s a whole new world now. A whole new story really.
The characters are the same but not. Which is making the thought of writing it absolutely terrifying. I’m dealing with older, more jaded characters, people who now have no restrictions after living in a world FULL of them. It’s chaos. But it HAS to be organized chaos. I’ve never been very good at that.
Do I sound calm? This is reading much calmer than I feel. Ha, ha. That’s not a bad thing, it’s just amusing to me, is all. 😉
Anyway, it’s Friday night, and it feels like Saturday night for some reason, and I’m terribly confused. I did however buy two books for my reading pleasure. Maybe some reading for entertainment will get me more in a writing mood. And keep me from freaking out like a total maniac.
Anyone have good plans for the weekend? Same old same old on this end. Oh! I do have a food/Pampered Chef party to go to tomorrow night. That should be fun, eating good food somewhere other than home. Other than that though, it’s pretty chill.
Let’s hope the empty room refills with the bubbling life and laughter of my characters. My head feels empty without the chaos.
HAPPY FRIDAY EVERYONE!