I had a discussion with myself while I was driving home today about why chapter 19 wasn’t feeling good, despite my having barely started it and having a lot of good ideas for characterization. Then I figured it out—characterization. My POV character wouldn’t do what he was doing, not like that, not so easily. Singe is a bad-A-loner-bounty-hunter. Why the heck would he walk into a church, to begin with?
Anyway, I thought it through and decided to start over. Only scrapped about 1,000 words and a page of chapter outline, so it’s not so much of a loss. Decided on a different POV character and a new way to unravel the information that needs to surface. I feel pretty good about it. We’ll see where it goes.
Meanwhile, there’s some parallelism between a character in this story and Flad from CSH, so I’ve noticed. XD
Excerpt of the day:
He replayed his last moments with Esrov over and over in his mind. He could still feel the heat of the fire, the bruises the bandit had given him, the way his arm nearly shattered when he’d struck the black-haired Tagalian. Even without his strength, the blow should have had some effect, but it didn’t. It bothered him, not having answers.