More on project Faziel…
I found a relatively stable path to get to the end, a bit swollen with more subplots I wish I’d space and time to mull over, but I know I won’t so I may have to think about cutting out earlier subplots that are not linked to the main one.
Having found that path, I realise that it means I’ve no way to save one of my favourite characters from demise. It is, to my surprise, a rather distressing thought for I’ve become attached and know very well how the incident will change the dynamic of the tale. Believe it or not, this project started off a light one–I did plan it as a YA novel, meant to exercise my world-building skills and odd humour only a bunch of you may appreciate :p –but as I venture further on, it’s really turning more and more grim, forcing me to look at issues that may be lathered with adult-themes. We’ll see. I am not really sure yet where the project will fit. I will just soldier on and hope I may find others who can appreciate and enjoy it as much as I have.
Thoughts for the day– is it not odd how attached you may become to your characters? I spent hours thinking of ways to save this one and knew that I couldn’t. It almost felt like I must needs sever my limb. I wonder if it might be easier to think of them as movie stars, cast on these roles they’ve played so well in, they wear them like second skin. I may recast them in other tales. I don’t know. I don’t see their faces, but feel their personalities come to life.
I am sure this makes me overly sentimental and perhaps also means I need a life :p
My husband thinks so.