The book was coming along a treat. The plot was clearly cemented in my mind and as I worked daily on the tale I found myself totally engrossed in the process of creation.
The characters I spent weeks on as each individual was fleshed out, detailed, edited, re-detailed and given a clear and concise purpose within the text.
I wanted my villain to be obvious; to be for the reader a character they disliked but at the same time saw some ‘redeeming’ features.
It was hard work creating characters with dimension. The flaws of personality, weaknesses they each portrayed helped to build the story and the layers within it.
It was going to be a best seller, I could feel it in my bones and I told my mother it was definitely the case.
The only issue, as another tangential thought struck me, was to get the thoughts from my head to the computer.