I’m Stuck

Okay, not really STUCK but somewhat stuck. I know where I want to go. I know the overall story arc. I know how I want it to end. But sometimes I let the little details get in the way.

Oh, wait. You’re wondering what I’m talking about. The latest book, of course. Okay, now that you’ve caught up, allow me to continue.

I have this character, you see, who finally reveals that SHE was the one that has the relic all this time. Except she hid it when she was on vacation in an unlikely place. I know where that place is. I also know why she did it. However, I don’t know what the clues she left behind are so that the heroine can find said relic. I’m thinking the crafty old broad would have left behind a poem, a ripped journal page, a lymrick or something that would give the heroine and idea of where it would be.

And it’s in the attic. Where the Dark Portal is. And the heroine is the only one that can get it.

Nah. That’s stupid.

Okay. I got nothing. How about you?

By Michelle

I wish you all could be inside my head. The conversation is sparkling.