- Cross-stitching goes well but is taking FOREVER. For those who don’t know what I’m doing, I am making a project for my BFF and it is just taking a billion years because I was being a snob about larger stitch-per-inch counts when I made the pattern.
- I feel like I’m getting back on track with God in some really good ways and am contemplating making some decisions I’ll share here later probably, and it’s great.
So, this is mostly just a shout out to Kraven, one of the main characters in my newest book, because as I’ve been writing, I’ve been finding out that he is WAY more awesome than I expected. Also, he speaks French (it’s called Fransec there), so hence the title.
See, originally Kraven was supposed to be this weak, spineless little thing who was sickly and pale all the time and pretty much expected to die within the next six weeks of his little quest.
And as I’ve been writing, he’s just been like, “NO. I’m stronger than that. Stop saying I’m not.”
It’s been AWESOME.
It’s one of those amazing times where as a writer, I realize just how easy it is for me to be surprised by my own work. For example, I was on probably my sixth restart of this novel (it’s been a particularly tricky one to get going) before I even knew he had magic. And he does. Super strong, pretty much one use only magic. I didn’t even know about it until finally he was like, “Hey Mom, you know I can just fix that problem for you with this, right?” (Also, as I am writing this, this is the first time I’ve ever realized that my characters call me Mom, and now it seems impossible that they have ever called me anything else, soooo, weird?) And I was all, “Wait, you have magic?” And he was like, “Yeah, of course.” “Why didn’t you tell me!?” “You didn’t ask?” as if having magic is not at all a big deal, which even in his world is not entirely true.
That’s only one example. Not only does this kid have magic, he’s also way more competent than I’d expected. Turns out that besides being compassionate and peaceful, which is something I already knew, he’s also a fairly competent, almost entirely self-taught veterinarian. Bracing broken squirrel legs, birds’ wings, he’s just all up on it, and strong enough to do things that I for sure thought that he couldn’t. Climbing trees, helping to lift and carry things, etc. Here I was, planning this slender little twig of a thing who was 5’4″ and malnourished from years of neglect and here he comes, 5’7″, still growing, and actually pretty well built from spending all his days in the woods.
What’s really weird is that he’s not even a different character. It’s not like he’s turning into someone else or that I’m replacing him and keeping the real, weak-bodied Kraven locked away for another story. This is the real Kraven. I’m getting to discover who he really is first, and it’s positively wonderful. This is the kid I almost cut from the story entirely to focus on the two that I thought were more interesting, but no, not only has he pulled his way back into my head, he’s also forced his way back into his proper spot as both leader and glue in the group, a position I didn’t even know was his until he came back.
This guy. This kid. He’s going places, just watch.
Anyway, I’ve been just enthralled by his progress (he has weaknesses too, by the way, in case any of you were starting to get worried). I am so excited to see where he goes and just wanted to share that with all of you. Thanks for putting up with my gushy pride over this lil munchkin. If you have any stories where you have been surprised by characters or how they develop for you, please let me know in the comments! How people write is super fascinating!