It's coming into the final countdown for me and my fellow WriMo's.
Just three days left...
I'm staying up late to chase the clock and I've just topped 40K
I'm coffee'd up, exhilarated and speed typing.... ZOOM!!!
But, oh, poor Agatha. She just can't seem to get it together.
Guilt and shame are nasty bedfellows and they are weighing her down.
They speak to her in her weakest moments.
They lead her astray...
Sometimes, oh, many times, I've wanted to save her. I've been so tempted to have compassion on the poor girl and just give her happiness. But, happiness doesn't come that easily in this sinful world, and it's not fair to pretend it does just because I want it to be that way.
Agatha has to overcome (or not) all on her own. It's her story and it has to be her ending.
This is when I am most glad that I have a strong outline and sketch before I begin. Because it is now in this home stretch that I am most tempted to lie to my readers, to say it will all be hunky-dorey for Agatha, but once you've been with her this far into the story, you know that there really is nothing in Agatha's life that is, ever has been or ever will be hunky-dorey.
Like all of us, Agatha has a few things to cling to for hope, and at this point we have to follow Agatha to her ending, because we know that all hope is not yet lost for her, and we want to be with her when she overcomes (or be there for her if she doesn't).
Either way, this is it.
The end is near.
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