You might say I'm an unlucky writer. I have many flaws in my writing (and I'm not speaking about grammatical and spelling issues), and normally after the beginning my story turns to mush. It doesn't matter how good of a story line I have planned out. I believe it's because my characters are always sort of undefined, even in my cluttered mind.
This time I'm hoping, praying, begging for a better journey this time around, modeling my characters on real people so they'll seem truer to both me and the reader.
And so far, I have been successful. 2,000 words in, and still going strong with creativity. Imogene has finished her engagement party, after having to deny some hitters of herself and preventing a couple disasters. She's everything a woman back in the olden days of England would want to be: wearing exactly what she wants, rarely regarding the rules of a 'propper' woman, and carrying both a gun and knife at all times; even under a dress. I love her.
We'll have to see how beautiful she turns out *winks*
