My love for writing began a few years ago when I had immersed myself in Vampire Academy fanfiction. I read hundreds of stories, always subconsciously searching for one story that I could never quite find, at least not in one submission. That’s when it occurred to me to write the story myself. Writing and posting that first chapter was one of the most nerve-wracking and exhilarating experiences of my life. Would anyone read it? Would anyone like it?
Well, people did read it and even thought it good. The encouragement and feedback I received spurred me on. Every night I cranked out another chapter, eager to know what my readers—I had readers!—would think of the latest installment. As I wrote the story, I incorporated some of the suggestions left by the readers and, of course, let the characters lead the way. What a wild ride that was.
So, I decided to try that again only using my world, completely new characters, and different storyline. I posted the first chapter of What the Fae? on Wattpad. Each Monday I’ll post a new chapter. The goal is reader collaboration to help mold the story. I know where I want the characters to end up, but there are a million different ways to get there and I hope readers will suggest different routes to take.
I figure this experiment will be a great success or an epic fail, but that’s the point. I’m trying something different and that’s what counts. Of course, I’m still working on the sequel to Pucker Up, tentatively titled Lip Smacked, and my short adult story, The Collector.
So, go check out What the Fae? and tell me what you think.
First of all, I’d like to thank everyone who downloaded a free ecopy of The Tenth Life of Mr. Whiskers this weekend. Ninety-three downloads put Mr. Whiskers in the number one position for free Teen Short Stories. Whoo hoo!! If you missed out, don’t worry. It’s only $0.99 at Amazon.
So, as I mentioned previously, my good friend, Kody, agreed to give up soda if I wrote an adult story. And believe me, he let me know almost every day for the first week what a major sacrifice he was making to encourage me. I don’t take the threat of whoring oneself out for a Mountain Dew lightly, so I wrote my story. Okay, it was a short story, but I wrote it. Yay me! It’s a thriller with killers and body parts and stuff. A bit of a change from the young adult genre I’m used to, comfortable with. But the concept was great, the ending superb. I knew he was going to love it. So I sent it to him for his feedback. You have no idea how nervous I was while waiting to hear back from him.
You know what he said?
It was okay.
I still have a bruise on my forehead from where it hit my desk in utter defeat. My voice wasn’t much different from my YA writing, he figured out the ending right away, and my POV switch was too jarring. Ugh! But you know what? That’s perfectly acceptable because at least I took a chance and dared to jump out of my comfort zone and do something different. So what if I made a ton of mistakes writing my first thriller. I’ll keep writing and researching and learn how to write a thrilling story. I’m not giving up. What I’ll do with it once it’s done, I have no idea. But that’s not the point. The point is I’m doing something different. And different is good.