Hey, 2009, 1909 called, it wants it's lack of flying cars back... seriously, WTF is my flying car!? Some future!
Hope everyone had a fun-filled New Years! As a treat I'll divulge a little bit
about what I'm spending my time writing.
The thing with writing a book is: it's a refining process. What is it about? Right now I'm writing the story of a family who has a couple sons go on an LDS mission, come back, and take very different paths. One picks a path of darkness and becomes an enemy to everything good in this world. He's so consumed with his guilt he chooses to forget everything he believed and is consumed with lust and hate he rejects everything his family believes in. Where the story goes from here I can't really say. People are going to be happy, people are going to be sad, I'm going to try and be as true to life as I can get. Living a good righteous life is still filled with pain, doubt, and misfortune, and figuring out how to have faith in the face of failure is paramount to enduring to the end. So, how that's all going to happen I don't know (or even if that's going to be where it takes me).
Right now it seems like a dark story with no happy ending, which is okay. I can't guarantee a happy ending, but just because I haven't thought of one doesn't mean it won't be. I'm not going to plan out a very detailed plot about each character, who lives and who dies, etc. The book takes place over a few weeks of the bad son coming home to say goodbye to his family. Goodbye why? I don't really know yet, he knows something I don't know, but I'm sure I'll figure it out.
I'm not trying to write a depressing book. I'm just trying to tell a story I find interesting.
