During my senior year in high school, I wrote my first complete story.
I followed a curriculum, that instructed me to write a twelve chapter adventure novel, and I discovered something.
I love creating stories.
I could see myself doing this, for years to come, and never get tired of it.
It used all of my loves, of culture, creation, and individuality in people/characters.
It pushed my mind constantly, forcing me to always learn and prod different possibilities and solutions.
I could play with the impossible, and make it possible.
I was certain that was what I wanted to do for the rest of my life.
Then hit reality.
My story never felt complete.
My first novel, Shadow Wings, followed the curriculum exactly.
Each chapter had a goal that accomplished something.
The characters were developed and used accordingly.
It was shorter than I wanted, at about twenty thousand words, instead of the fifty plus that the others who had completed the curriculum had.
And something was missing.
I now know, that as it was my first novel, there was a lot of potential, but by following the curriculum to a t, I left a lot of potential out of it.
I'm a rule follower, and so when someone lays down boundaries, I seldom cross them.
I think that if I had followed the story down the road it wanted to go down, it would have gone on a lot longer.
It should never have stopped after Kallie, my main character, reached the prison planet.
There was, and still is, a huge potential of a longer story.
In fact, lately I've taken to looking at the possibility of creating multiple stories from this.
Maybe a novella playing around with Hosea and Alondra's young, lovely, and tragic story.
Or a short story about how Guthrie came to be the deadly man he is, yet still so feeling compared to his comrades.
Or how about Abigail?
I tried to turn Kallie's story into hers, and it isn't working.
Not to mention Merle, and why she is so important.
Writing my first sort of story, I discovered how much I had to learn.
That even though I love creating the story, I still had so much to learn to write it.
Shadow Wings was my first story, and yes, I still love it in its incompleteness.
Maybe one day, I can mold it into its full potential.
Keep on Writing!