Gosh, it seems like forever since I’ve written a blog entry. This has been a long week. Long and full of angst. My characters have angst. I have angst.
I’m writing a Desire, but I feel like maybe I’ve stuffed too much in it. I don’t have much confidence in my plotting abilities and may have mentioned that a time or two. *rolling eyes* Maybe I’ve over-plotted in my effort to craft a book that will hold the readers attention.
I love my characters, but Mason and his inexperience with love can be a trial. In short, he’s an alpha male who hasn’t a clue. He locked away his heart years ago, and tries to deal with everything in terms of integrity and obligation and buying his way to what he wants. Only Leilani wormed her way under his skin, and the price he has to pay to save his marriage is giving her the key.
Some CP’s love him, some would like to knock him up side the head because of his actions. And it’s those comments that fuel my own doubts.
Now I’m doubting everything I put on paper. Tonight it’s Lani’s turn with the angst, and I found myself tearing up with her. Damn it, I’m tired of writing books I think will be wonderful and then fearing they’re garbage when I’m done. Or even worse, the fear taking all the enjoyment of the book from you before you even write The End.
When does confidence in your writing set in, because I’m ready for it to kick in. Any day now.