Day one hundred fifty-three of my 365 Day Writing Project.
Once again, the organically creative process of writing fiction surprises me. I suppose I should stop being so naive, but that would take all the fun out of the experience of writing my first novel. Tonight, I had a general idea of where the story was going to go, but I wasn’t sure how it was going to get there. It evolved on its own, as I am finding is usually the case. And this time, a little nugget of possibility appeared for a second book to follow this one. A series? Quite possibly.
It was born out of the recently introduced character I couldn’t resist adding to the story (read about that here). He is a wise, old eccentric named Lyndon, who I have taken a real liking to. When the protagonist, Skylar, was forced to depart with him, I didn’t want their interaction to be over. So I included a foreshadowing of a future experience with them. It really excites me to know it doesn’t have to be over. Ironically, I considered Lyndon to be my closer for this book. It turns out, he’s just the opposite.
Lyndon doesn’t have to disappear into the past, never to be heard from again. He’s too damn interesting to do that. And while I know he won’t appear again in this book, at least there is the possibility that he will be back in a second book. That idea really excites me, and is likely to induce a thousand ideas to start writing when I finish the first book. Or sooner. Since I’m not sure I can wait.