Hi everyone,
So as you can see
I’ve been playing around with a new image for the website. What do you think?
Also,
I’ve finally broken the back of my latest story. Midnight’s Masque is a romance
which is set in the Victorian era. I have about a chapter and a half to write.
I love the storyline and the images it conjures in my head but the last couple
of chapters have been an uphill struggle. Why? Because I’m a bad, evil woman
who shook up her normal writing pattern and for a moment it all went sideways.
It
always starts with an idea or a scene. Once I think on it a bit and it
solidifies, I write down a storyline.
I’m
a plotter, maybe not down to every tiny detail but I generally get the chapters
and scenes scribbled down before I start writing. I like to have a backbone of
a story to follow. And yes, sometimes things change and grow but I always find
a plotted story is a comfort.
Once
the story is plotted, I usually start at the beginning and write my way towards
the end. I resist the scenes I know I’m going to love writing and begin at the
start. I use the fun scenes as little rewards to myself... twisted, maybe...
anal, probably... but that’s how I normally work.
...Except
this time! This time I wrote everything out of sequence and for a couple of
days I got in a muddle. I had the opening (thanks to Anne Gracie & the
Writing Romance 2013 class for their suggestions), the first meeting, first kiss
and first sex scene. I had even written the dark moment, the final
confrontation and the end. As I sat back, I was happy with all the individual
scenes but I realised that the story still needed to be linked up and smoothed
out.
Normally,
because I write from start to finish there is a fluid motion which runs not
only between scenes but through the story. But not this one and I have found
that a little challenging.
However,
it’s taken longer than I thought, but I can see the light at the end of the
tunnel.
I
really love this story. It is a little different to what I usually write but as
soon as I had the image of a masquerade ball swirling in my head, I knew I had
to.
Here’s
a bit of a blurb just to give you a general idea.
Sophia’s life is a lie. With a sham
marriage and the need to produce an heir, Sophia uses a masquerade to find a
mate. She wants a night of passion, anonymity with no ties but Lord Mathias
Eldridge spins her senses and makes her wish for the impossible – love.
So,
back to writing I go and hopefully soon I’ll be able to write ‘The End’.
Thanks for dropping by.
Nicóle xx
Image
Bigstock & me.
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