Today I was fortunate to have one of those moments.

Weeks ago I got an idea for a story.  The story was persistent enough that I made a cover for it.

I had a main character.  I knew her name. I knew her backstory.

I even had written the opening lines.

All I had was a vague sense of plot. A “well I think it has something to do with…”

I managed to write a page of it before I froze.

I didn’t have a story. I had two or three characters. It was in a genre I’ve never written before. Written in a form I’ve never used before. It was virgin territory for me.

The story persisted though.

Finally today while talking it out, out loud, with my writing buddy I had a mini breakthrough. A plot device, a key few moments to move the story along.

I love light bulb moments.

That’s when the story really starts to take shape. Even if no words are being written. My brain is moving. Rolling over ideas, showing me images of scenes.

That means soon I’ll be writing again full force.

While it means I’ll be leaving old friends behind (as that story is officially done…even though I’m still tinkering w/ edits & rereading just for fun)…it means I get to meet a few new ones.

And I’m starting to like them.