As most of you know, I have been working on oil painting lately. I still am. I just made my first attempt to tone a canvas last night. Now, waiting for it to dry, I wanted to get back into my book, The Liberty Chronicles.
Today I made a pretty important discovery in my story and I want to tell you all so bad! Alas, it will have to wait till you read it. I just wanted to share with you because I am always amazed at how the story keeps uncovering itself. Some say that, when painting, it’s a lot like sculpture. The canvas is the stone, and all the painter is doing is uncovering what lies beneath that stone. Writing is, quite often, exactly like that. It doesn’t matter how well you think you have it outlined and all plotted out. Your story, for better or worse, uncovers itself the more you chisel away at it. Every keystroke turns that blank white page into your masterpiece. Enough art analogies? Haha.
I’m lucky in that I won’t have to go back and rewrite the whole story to accommodate this either. I’m early enough in the thing to adapt it now. But what is so wonderful about this is that I think I found something that will help carry the story through a duology, or perhaps even more. I could probably go with a trilogy, but those are cliche now, right? Who knows. We shall see what happens.
Thanks for reading!