A friend recently suggested I post about how I began to write. I thought it was a good idea--and lets be honest, needed something- so here I am.
The problem is...I don't know. I remember my first stories. Stories that I honestly don't think I have anymore, and even if I did--well, there's a reason I'm so many years down the line. The first novel I started was a young adult book about a poor little rich girl. haha, thinking back, I have to just shake my head.
The next, which I started at age fifteen, was a historical romance. Lush, overly dramatic, so far from historically accurate it was a bit laughable, I still have a soft spot in my heart for that insanely large cast and their penchant for backstabbing.
At the same time I was writing that I found my first, true, lasting love. Aldera, Cantus, Astara and all their friends. The magic that is the world they live in, the lives they lead. Wings of War, and The Wings of Verdi Trilogy has been a constant in my life, despite the many revisions, and rewrites, and set-asides. It's the book I define my writing by, odd as that may be.
Until a year and a half ago. On the third anniversary of my marriage, I started writing again. A writing exercise to get the creative juice flowing has introduced a new love: Young Adult. I think that if I had known, then, what that what if....? would spawn, I might have just put Astara through another Council meeting. A single question: What would a girl do if her best friend held a secret? turned into a book full: What if there was creatures living side-by-side with us? A world Near but other...what if a girl who knew nothing of that world was drawn into it? What if her best friend was part of it--and loved her, despite their differences? How would that secret affect them? How would that love carry through? Would it?
Those questions then morphed into more, and another book was written, and another, and the ideas just keep coming and through it all I'm growing with these impossibly insane irritating characters. It's odd, to see looking back, that I've come back to the genre I began in.