Tuesday, I finished that second honeymoon short story. 9,846 words, and the longest I've ever written. So, Thursday, I reformatted it and put it on my Kindle. I took it with me to college and highlighted it up and made notes.
I love the story. I don't necessary love what I wrote. The voice doesn't sound so juvenile though, which excites me.
Except the characters. I'm a plot-driven kind of person. My characters...
I have no idea what my heroine looks like. I know what she doesn't look like, but not what she looks like. How weird is that? I have a better idea as to what my male lead looks like, but I don't necessarily know why he did what he did. I'm starting to understand him, but anyway...
Even though it's third POV limited, I never write from his POV. This may be a good thing.
I think a conversation is in order.
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