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The Crack Becomes A Flood

After weeks, months of stressing over Revelation, of worrying because my characters remained distant and uncommunicative–as closed-mouthed as any patient I’ve ever had–I finally had a breakthrough yesterday.  Just a crack in Orrin (my hero).  I figured out a detail about what happened to him in the recent past and what that’s done to his mental state.

And suddenly he’s talking to me.

He started telling me about the torture he endured.  And about what he thought about while he was in captivity.  Today he finally told me how he was captured, which wound up giving me all sorts of fodder for conflict with the heroine.

It’s every bit as gratifying as finally connecting and establishing a rapport with a reluctant client.  There’s no room for that rush of victory because you’re too busy flowing with that moment of connection when things are finally clicking.  And you don’t dare say anything for fear that you’ll screw up the tenuous beginning of a relationship–be it therapeutic or creative.

Hallelujah, praise the lord!

Here’s hoping that Dahlia (the heroine) is as cooperative when I get to her scene later in the week.

4 thoughts on “The Crack Becomes A Flood

  1. Yay! I love when that happens. Grab it, enjoy it, and run with it! : ) Looking forward to reading the next book.

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