Ch-Ch-Changes

Ah, summertime, and the livin’ is…hot!
I’m sitting wedged beside the oscillating fan, laptop on my knee, wondering why I said “no thank you” twice to offers of free ACs…something in my head back then about saving the planet…oh well.

life is change

Meanwhile, I’m getting over the changes in the family dynamics now that we’ve said that final goodbye to the kids’ Grandma, my MIL, my grandson’s Great-Grandma. Family came from the other side of the country to celebrate a life well-lived and a  woman well-loved. What more can you ask? Life is change.
Which brings me to my next heat-addled clichéd thought: the only way to never change is if you’re an inanimate object, or dead. Sometimes you have to take a chance and embrace change.

You can’t even escape that as a character in a book. 

I have been merrily working away on a village of my dreams, filling it with landscapes, sights, sounds, smells, – and of course peopled with my own human creations. But something funny has happened. I have recently realized that two of my main characters have, unconsciously by me, begun evolving. The blackguard has some softer edges than I first envisioned. The main heroine is turning out to be full of eccentricities and sometimes flawed reasoning processes – hmmm – much like someone else I know.

it sort of came organically
These subtle changes quietly slipped in there innocuously through some dialogue that just seemed “right” to me. And as the dialogue changed, story lines around them have altered and changed, and thus far they are taking on more dimensions within themselves as identifiable unique characters. I didn’t plan this; it sort of came organically. My guess is, the more I wrote, the longer I spent with these characters, the more “alive”  they grew to be, and so many more dimensions got added. And now the plot line is changing, and my imagination is taking the entire story down a completely different path than what I had scripted in the original outline! 

Much like in real life.