I felt that writing had somehow come full circle. This story involved much of my life experiences. My mom passed away from cancer several years ago. My ex-wife was and is an alcoholic. All the while I was thinking of my kids as to how this must have affected them. It was a deep dive into the past to bring up some old emotions and draw upon them to write.
But this was not what I was hoping to do, all this just happened. I was thinking that I may not be able to always draw upon my experiences and while I was getting through this book, I was uncertain. Would I be able to keep up the pace and keep drawing on the emotions of the past?
However, the biggest driver for this book was the fact that my then boss told me I couldn’t write. Now that was what was pushing me hard to get this book done. I had to show him I could write and that I can do this. All the while knowing full well that he may never get to see what I wrote. The chances of my book, making it anywhere past my laptop screen and the hard drive was slim. Despite all this negativity, it was my duty to fulfill this dream of proving him wrong.
Slowly the chapters with fun names pressed on and the story became very enjoyable and challenging. I took much of what was happening around me and placed it in the book. I went to sleep thinking of the characters. I jotted down notes of things and ideas even in the middle of the night or even during meetings.
I was not going to give up. I loved and still love painting myself into corners. I feel that when I am trapped, I become much more creative. A rat in a cage that needs to escape. I am never afraid to go down a path… I can write myself out of the corner and I would need to think like my characters to get out.
The part I loved the most, was that I was able to keep going and I didn’t need to stop at Scars.
The next book would be…