Cross Roads is a very good example of how stories tend to develop while I'm writing. Or even, HOW I'm writing stories. I started it in July 2006 with a severe writing bout (The first 9 pages were created in only three days). I stopped in the middle of the meadow scene (the first paragraph on page 10) where the writing bout suddenly stopped, as if the river from which the words flowed had run dry. I had a vague idea about the following scene but after that, it seemed like I was staring at a huge white wall in my mind. No idea at all about how this story would go on, where it would lead, how it would end.
I put it aside, knowing that whenever I've reached this point in a story, it means that something has not yet developed about it. One of my friends who is also a wonderful auther once coined the phrase "you are still pregnant with it", and I felt that the birth of this story's ending was still far away. Nearly a year and a certain incident later, however, I hauled it out again and started playing around with the draft. And guess what? Suddenly all these ideas and bits and pieces started to pop into my mind and fell into place with an ease that made me feel like they had been there all the time, I had just been too stupid to see them. And finally I knew which path this story was going to follow.
As for the warning, this story is longer than any I have put up on this site yet, spanning 21 pages. OF COURSE I think every single page of it is worth reading, just don't say I didn't warn you!! ;-)
But for now, I will leave you so you can indulge in Sinaea's world. Enjoy!!
Because Life moves in mysterious ways.
