It’s been a good long while since I’ve posted anything writing related, mostly because I’ve been struggling with the story. I did figure out how to salvage the parts that were gutted by the fur trade expert. They’re not done, but I know more or less what I’m going to do when I edit.
The main problem lately has been how to get my heroine to fall for my hero. She’s had it rough, and she’s extremely wary around men. She likes him, and that alone makes her nervous. I’ve been writing about this in my 750 words exercises and realized today that it’s not the hero I need her to fall in love with. She has to fall in love with God first. She was led astray by a tainted doctrine very early in life. That, combined with abuse by men, caused her to fear God, and not in the way we should. She is genuinely afraid, so much so that she only prays to Mary for intercession. Fortunately, she’s in a group of good Christians now, and they’re patient about helping her. I spent a fair amount of the afternoon figuring out what her hang-ups are at this point and researching the scripture that will help her come around.
Once she gets things straight between God and herself, the hero is the next logical step. I feel like I’m so close to the end; I just don’t know how much further I have to go. It’s like driving in the Smoky Mountains in the fog. (I don’t recommend it it you’ve never done it.)
Sooner or later I’m going to finish this daggone book. The first draft will be the ugliest thing you ever saw. Well, no it won’t, because you won’t see it. It will be the ugliest think I ever saw, but at least it will be done. I can fix ugly.