Spent an hour on outlining today in an effort to keep this project on the rails. I think I’ve probably got too many elements for a single novel, but that is a fixable problem. I’m also starting to wonder if I’ve got the right perspective for the story. It’s possible that first person might serve it better than third. The urban fantasies on my shelf show a strong precedent for first person. That perspective might also help provide the extra something that this draft lacks in terms of voice. My back story, written as diary entries, feels more intimate. Changing POV is something to consider and experiment with, anyway. I’ll get into it after November, most likely. For now I just need to keep pace to stride across that finish line. I’m at 44,694 words, right on target.
Uncanny Vale
Home to the Literary Creations
of Erin Wilcox
Her hands were delicate, long like a piano player’s, calloused from hours spent knitting and tending the animals, warm and coarse. When they touched me I knew I had a home.