by a story so intense, so poignant, it won't leave you. I have one that has eaten at me for the longest. I tear up just thinking about putting the first sentence on the paper. Why? Because I know how it will end and for that reason I want to cry my eyes out. The emotions which swirl inside just watching the tender yet powerful and passionate scenes coursing through my mind makes me want to sit and start on it, then I stop and wonder if I have the emotional strength to carry it off.
I have made a resolution to start on this story over the Thanksgiving holiday. It's not a full length novel or so it seems at the moment. I even have a name for it: Before the Last Leaf Falls.
Promises are meant to be kept, no matter how many years pass. Love never stops even when death steals the body, the spirit always remembers.
So I fully intend to use the next five days to begin this tale with the hopes I won't be an emotional wreak by the time it's done.
Hope everyone has a fantastic Thanksgiving.
And if any of you have had a story which affects you to such a degree, let me know. I'd love to hear how you handled the writing and still remained stable.