What Scares Me
In a conversation at Romance Divas we are discussing what scares us and where we get our more sinister ideas from. In mentioning I am fearful of losing my kids, dying and leaving my kids behind and being completely alone, other members allowed me to see that the wonderfulness behind horror is not the monster or force but the fear. So instead of death being the catalyst (cause how horrible is that?), there are other ways a woman could lose her kids or be removed from them.
So, what if I combined by three greatest fears into one?
What if a woman lost her kids as a result of being removed from them and then learned she was alone and on her own? *insert evil, maniacal laugh here*
So, serial killers get put on hold (especially since the hero refuses to speak to me) and greatest fears are on. And in the meanwhile, I am on Chapter 6 of AMTDF. I plan to have that written by the end of this week, then I have two months (personal deadline) to write the next two acts. Sounds easy and smooth, but I know full well it won’t be. Nothing ever is with me. I make problems for myself cause the world doesn’t create its own, ya know. ![]()
