My head's in whirl. It’s my novel you see. Granted, I’ve never got this far before, and God knows I’ve tried.
I’ve written 29,500 words, that almost make sense. Something of a precedent.
The problem is, my novel has so many layers, like a sky high, creamy, chocolate cake. And frankly, I’m getting myself confused.
So, in the middle of last night I plotted a neat ending for every character. It’s a chick-lit style book, so no loose ends allowed. But now I’m looking at the jumble of words I wrote, and can’t make head nor tale of them.
Perhaps I’ve got too many characters, and too many layers, and I’m eating too much cake. I don’t know?
Anyway, to solve this, I've decided to add yet another character called Anton. (Aunt Marilyn’s toy boy) - Yes, you heard it here first. And Anton's going to tie it all together nicely. Aren't you Anton?
Crumbs.... will I ever get there?