One month from today Signs of Life, the sequel to Melt, is releasing.
I’m going to blog every day about some aspect of writing the book, just as I did for Melt.
The particular problem with sharing about this book is that a major part of the theme reveals a plot twist, so I can’t discuss much of why I wrote it, or the details. Oy.
So let me begin with my beginning. When I faced the challenge of re-visiting two teens who I only wanted to leave alone so that they could enjoy what I believed was their happy ending.
Readers let me know early and often that they wanted more. At first I insisted that they decide for themselves, but as I received more and more mail, I know I had to return to my story.
And this put me in despair. Because writing Melt was torture. Their pain was my pain!
More than that, I had no idea what came next – at least consciously.
But when I let myself go “there” I realized that I did know. And it was not the happy ending I’d fooled myself into believing in. No, there was more – so much more that it would require not one sequel but two.
This book follows a trajectory which began when I was a kid visiting a friend. Her mom took us to a movie which stayed with me and quietly defined my life. I cannot tell you the name. It’s revealed in the note at the end of Signs of Life.
So, I do believe I was destined to write this book. It is, for all my complaining, the book I was meant to write all my life. Things came out of me that I had no idea were even in me!!!
I’m going to explore this idea of destiny, and pieces coming together, during this month.
I hope you enjoy it!
Stay tuned for a wild ride inside my imagination.