The original plan was to write this long, arduous, beautiful tale of not-quite-star-crossed lovers who manage to stay together through this all. A week or so ago (longer, really, I guess) I realised how absolutely boring this was and couldn't bring myself to write. How had I ever thought that a barely plotted shred would act as enough to guide me through 50 000 words?
I have no idea. Today I started writing part 3, of the novel, which was supposed to be:
- In my female character's P.O.V. (it's not still the male's... and I'm not even sure if she's going to go back to being main after she broke up with him)
- About how they weren't getting married and just having a very long engagement
In my boredom I introduced a new character, Justin, Alec's cousin. He was supposed to be vying for Mae's affection but it turns out that he's gay and just got out of a terrible relationship which is the whole reason why he's in Australia, and he, Alec, and Alec's best friend Rob (who was practically a cameo in part 1) have started an ice cream shop together.
I don't care, at least I'm writing something. Who knows what Part 4 will bring in its thrilling conclusion?
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