My Daily #Meltdown: The Emotional Burden

Welcome to My Daily Meltdown, where I countdown to the Nov. 6 release of MELT with insights into the writing of this story.

I did a school visit yesterday, and one of the students asked me how I can handle the burden of writing. How can I deal with the task, and know that I’m up to it? Do I ever doubt myself?

I told her that I know I can handle the task of writing when it comes to the “technical” aspects. After writing so many books, I’m confident that I can “get the job done.”

But the emotional burden is another matter. Sometimes I feel like I’m being crushed by the weight of my characters’ pain.

Writing some scenes in MELT were so upsetting that I wept as I wrote them, and in a couple of cases I had to go take a nap before I could write any more.

Here’s a snippet of one such scene:

“I’m in the closet.


years old.

It’s dark oh

god it’s so

dark in here it’s so hard to

breathe mashed against all these coats


Pop’s uniforms wrapped in


the smell of moth balls makes me


it makes me


I’m crying coughing choking on

snot I’m trying to

breathe I’m


Please please






Writing a scene where a character gets hurt hurts me. It’s horrible to not be able to help them – they have to find their own way. I don’t feel responsible, but I feel helpless.

I don’t have the control over the story that you might imagine. The story controls me. The process is exhilarating, and terrifying – like my own personal thrill ride, different every time. It takes a lot out of me — but it gives to me as well.

Bye for now.


Join me and four guest authors as we host a virtual launch party for MELT on Sunday, November 9, 5-11 pm. Flash prizes, a grand prize, laughter and great conversation! #BYOB


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Comment (1)

  1. Terrell

    I just love this!!!! And do I know what it feels like to move and not know anyone. That can be a scary, ialtsoing feeling. Mix that with homesickness and it’s not pretty. Luckily, the last time I moved I happened to have a sweet husband and daughter to go with me. :o) But it’s still an adjustment every time, no matter who goes with you. It sounds like you’re finding your place, though. And meeting friends!!! I’m so jealous of all these blogger meetups I’ve been seeing lately!!! I need to find some fellow Nashville bloggers!! :o)P.S. I’ve found that nothing solidifies your new home like finding a place to worship. Everything else can be chaotic, but if you at least know where you’re going to be Sunday morning and who you’re going to be there with, you’ll be okay. :o)


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