This is another chapter not suited for the faint of heart. A warning, and so you have been.
I always knew that Rivic’s story would be difficult to write. Mostly because the period of this world’s history wasn’t very nice. It is to be dark. And I would have to lead a character into so really dank places if it were to work. Worse, I know I’m not doing this story justice because I don’t want to go to those places myself. I think that’s why I keep pulling Rivic back and why he had to start off so innocent.
Yeah, that probably makes me the wimp.
Along with romances, I also use to write horror. I totally dreamed of it being listed with names like Steven King and Dean Koontz. Oh, yes. It was going to be King, Koontz, and me — the trifecta of horror.
Let’s just say that I was a worse horror writer than I was a romance writer. Oh, I could make the reader feel fear. That part was easy. I feel that terror is one of the easiest emotions to evoke and manipulate. Our automatic response is always survival, which explains why fear grips us so hard.
Heck, I can merely tell you that this chapter isn’t for the faint of heart, and many of you are wondering if you even want to read the chapter or not. Your heart is probably already pointing, spurred by curiosity and trepidation. Imagine how many people read that first line and went no further — I’m sure there were some.
And it is that same response that made me quit writing horror — I didn’t like finding out what jumped out of the dark at me. I have to be the first to experience the emotion. Only then can I convey it. I decided one day that I didn’t really like being scared and I didn’t like thinking about the scent of blood and guts all the time. So I stopped. I’m glad I had the experience, but I’m glad I moved on. It was easier to fall in love.
And honestly, that’s something I did too readily, so I stopped that too. (grin)
I told my son the other day that I really wanted to get home and lock myself away into one of my fantasy worlds where I knew I was safe.
That’s also a dangerous place for a writer to sit.
So, I’m a wimp.
At least I know it and when I come back to this chapter, it will get darker and carry a lot more tension as it should (I hope — if I do my review edits correctly). It’s already a chapter that didn’t make me feel very good when I was writing it. I do need it. But it wasn’t pleasant. I know I skimmed the surface of my emotions here and that I will need to get much deeper.
Everyone who is still along for the ride, put your hands in the air. The roller-coaster is about to pick up speed. Here we go!
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