This weekend I went full throttle. The end of my current work in progress, code named Your Little Sister, was near.
There I was, typing away happily, and thereupon I encountered a plot hole. Somehow, a sixty-four year old woman gave birth and her daughter is a major character in the novel. Now, this book is set in the future where aging is slowed, but still, sixty-four. The age does compute.
So I need to make her younger. Only, if I make her younger, he career does not make sense, and if her career does not make sense, then a major turning point in the book doesn’t make sense either.
Thus, I did not finish my current work in progress. The plot lines are very tightly interwoven, much more so than my last novel, Bunny Trouble. This is a major problem.
Now, I can fix it, but that is going to take some careful plotting.
Chalk that one up to a mistake of inexperience. If I am not making mistakes, I am not learning anything. And I, um, have a lot to learn. Ha. It won’t happen again.
If you are a writer, have you ever come to a point and said “Uh-oh, what have I done?”
I just love the craft of writing. Even problems like this are facinating to me.