New roads need to be explored. Often, when my husband and I travel, we explore uncharted roads, even if for me, there is that fear, that hesitancy, of traveling the unknown. Or meeting the unkind stranger. What will that person do to me, my husband? To my children? And even though I love humanity, this new political context has made me a little paranoid of strangers. Still, new roads need to be explored. New people need to be met to remind us that we are all made of the same human spirit and from the same Creation energy.
That is where I am at with my novel: The Harvest. I am going beyond any chapter I have written in the past three versions of this work. I am meeting new characters that are shaping up nicely, though I wonder if I am giving the side characters too much depth. My main characters, Allen and Ashely, are meeting challenges and growing. Still, I need to visit here more often and sit with these creations, even if for a few minutes, because the end of semester leaves little mental space for these tourist visits.
This week, that is my writing goal. To visit this world often and detail the characters, all of them, and learn something new about them.
Go down that writing road. #Resist (Congratulations France, for standing up to global fascism. Let’s keep it up and imagine a new world where everyone’s needs are met and dystopias like my novel will only remain on the page.)