The River of Fire – a race against time

There is now less than four weeks before I am expected to hand in the completed manuscript of The River of Fire. That I am less than a third of the way through the first draft is not helping my peace of mind. The same effect is engendered by reading about other writers who seem positively to thrive on the notion of panic and who (it is claimed)  always manage to produce their best work in this manner while skipping home with just hours to spare. Yeah, well, right! In my case the state of anxiety is raised to new heights by the realisation that although I am only a third of the way through the required number of words, I am close to the end of my tale.

Fortunately there are a couple of characters in the book who weren’t being given a fair crack of the whip and that has enabled me to go back into the story and give them a far greater role than I had originally intended. Of course, having done that it will inevitably have an impact on how the story ends and, perhaps more importantly, how the hero relates to them. This tendency for a story to take on a life of its own and go off in directions that not even the author envisaged is, for me, one of the great joys of writing. I am rather hoping that my publisher feels the same way ‘cos I’m in trouble if she doesn’t.


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