I was really getting discouraged with my book.

Nothing seems to be working. The old story. My characters are misbehaving. They won’t do what I want them to and so my plot is just not moving forward. My supercilious characters won’t have anybody, least of all me, tell them what to do.

So I decided to trick them.

I sent out eight pages of my book to my writing workshop friends. Maybe they can set my characters straight. Maybe one of them will suggest a flogging, a car accident or a natural disaster which will get them back in order.

I sent an initial draft. I pressed send. The second I hit the send button I regretted it. What was I thinking? Sending out the first draft of a chapter. What’s wrong with me for heavens sake?

I was dreading tonight. I have to quit writing. Remind me, why did I think I was capable of writing? Just quit. Take the the easy way out.

And then my wonderful writing workshop friends came to the rescue.

“Your characters are great.”

“What do you mean, they’re totally misbehaving.”

“What are you talking about? I love the Earl of Wit, pompous ass that he is. And Misster Frubble too. He’s pompous but the guy’s just a dim wit. What did you say, he’s a mayor? Who the hell elected that guy?”

“Who said anything about elections?”

“Look. You said it sucks. It’s not working. You said you should quit now. But don’t. Your characters are behaving. They’re funny. They’re driving the story. Ok, fine. I don’t really know where the story is going in just eight pages but that just means I need more.”

I admit it. I totally made up those lines. But they did say that they loved the Earl of Wit. That he’s both super pompous and funny and that they’d like to see more of the story line. And they did tell me to keep writing.

So I left today’s workshop, inspired.

Thank you Ilene and and thank you my writing workshop friends.

On with the writing! I won’t be giving up today.