I’m so excited I can barely stand it. Why? Why are you excited, Tarryn? Well, as you know I’ve been writing a new book. Maybe you didn’t know this, but now you do. And I know everyone is screaming THIEF at me. I hear ya! I do. Just give me some time. Caleb is speaking, but I’m listening to more than one voice right now. Let me tell you about the new voice. Shhhhhh. Don’t fight me. Tarryn knows best.
Writing a new book is best described by Glen Hansard’s lyrics in Falling Slowly.
I don’t know you
but I want you, all the more for that.
Words fall through me
and always fool me…
Writing a story is like falling in love. At first you’re unsure of what to trust. You’ve been taken for a ride before; some things pan out, some things don’t. And now you have this voice whispering in your ear, telling you to trust it. You want to, so bad. You get to know your story, slowly. It’s just all so new. That’s where I’ve been. I know it’s good. One of you gave me the idea, in fact. It all happened in the secret Opportunist Lovers Group on Facebook. Yup, you heard me right. But, up until tonight I just liked the story. Tonight, tonight I fell in love.
I saw my protagonist for the first time. Really, really saw her. I haven’t been bonding with her. Then, in one honest sentence, I gave her a piece of myself that I’ve never given to a character before. BAM! All of a sudden I knew which part of me she was and where I had to take her. And in that moment of realization, their entire story unfurled in front of me; Senna’s and Isaac’s. I left Starbucks and drove Sexi Lexi up the hill to my house, laughing and smiling, and thinking; This is the greatest story I’ll ever tell. I’m going to bend their minds in ways they’ve never been bent before.
Then, I started crying Crying! After all that laughing. Because falling in love is hard. You have to trust and accept. I saw the end of the book. I’ve had amnesia up until this moment. By the way, this book is untitled, but I’ll let you know as soon as it comes to me.
But, it’s all clear now. And boy, do I have a story to tell you. Do you trust me?