Day one hundred thirty-six of my 365 Day Writing Project.
About a year before I started writing this book I had written down an idea for a scene to include in “a book someday.” When I began writing this one, I hoped to find a way to fit that scene into it. Chapter after chapter, I never forgot about it. About half-way through, I was sure that I could make it work somewhere. I just wasn’t sure how it was going to fit in, timing-wise. The further I got into the book, the timing never seemed right. Until now.
I wrote the scene into my book tonight, although it is not quite finished. I wrote it in by making it about a refuge for my main characters to reach. A destination. The scene meant not only a moment of relief and curiosity for the characters, but also a moment of intense satisfaction for me. I finally got to write the scene into the book. I finally reached this goal, this destination, that I had envisioned a long time ago. Satisfaction.
The coolest thing about it was that in a way, my characters and I reached it together. I felt like I shared a secret with them. Something that has been a part of my conscience, known only to me, became real. It’s real now because it is a part of their story.
Man, I love writing fiction.