This week I've tried without success to get back into the story KILL ME OR DRIVE ME TO FL. First I read over parts of the story. I climbed into the car with this group going to Florida and it was stifling. Nobody would say or do anything. Nobody moved. Not even mouthy Daisy.
I was ready to chalk it up to another failed story attempt.
Then I started thinking. First I took myself outside the car, outside the box I'd written these people into.
I woke up thinking about the characters one day. I still didn't have anything to write. That night I went to sleep thinking about the story.
The next morning it hit me. These four characters had lives before they got into that car and that's where I had to start.
At that moment ideas started jumping out at me.
And with that I was/am back on track.
I keep having to re learn everything I've learned about writing in the 20+ years I've been at it.
Sometimes I think I'm not meant to write a novel length story. Or am I?
I've accomplished other writing forms.
And I'm not giving up on this one.
Hope you are staying on track and often climbing out of the box to see what the past, present, future holds for your characters.