Now that is partially my fault, I admit it. I hate when I see someone in need and I am a person capable of helping complete the task, but at what costs to me as human being…sigh… sadly contrary to the rumors I do not have supernatural powers.
Here I go again in the breech young readers (I don’t care if you’re 90 you’re still young once you fall into one of my books). I will go back into blogging so you can get to know about me through my Chrysalis series; that soon will be crossing from young adult to adult. Then I’ll pepper in some things about my other series and works that are available on my bookshelf for your enjoyment.
For my first installment of The Chrysalis series, I’m taking you back to writing part one of the book. With Chrysalis I became overwhelmed and consumed with the book. I slept about two hours a day and typed almost 22/7. My son would be at games and I’d be on the sidelines with either my computer or my phone typing. The story poured out of me. I have never written anything this intense in my life. I became the characters.
When I wrote the scene at Como Park where Ellie runs to the swing set and cries while trying to apologize and finally Oscar places his finger under her chin and kisses her I was at a training. We were on a lunch break and they called the end of the break right as Oscar started to kiss Ellie. Her lips were full from the sensation. She could feel her heart beating in them. I had to stop writing and step away from the computer for two to three hours.
At first I thought nothing of it. I closed my laptop and continued by Basic Adult Leaders Outdoor Orientation, or BALOO. I know all my scouting friends will love that one. Sitting on an uncomfortable picnic table, I learned about plant life and rocks or something…really I was distracted because Oscar was still kissing me. For TWO HOURS. No relief just pressure on my full and wanting lips. I seriously was tapping my foot wanting to get back to my laptop. I needed to finish Oscar and Ellie’s embrace before I exploded.
Did you feel the same when you read it? Whether it’s my book or another writers, have you ever become the character you’re reading? Does your heart race when the hero enters the room? Can you feel his hand on the small of your back? Or when he brushes back your hair? For the male readers can you feel the smoothness of her skin or smell her hair as she walks across your page?
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