i'll start off by saying i've done absolutely no work on my novel.
i know i should, and i'm sure i will, but right now i have quite a full plate.
of course, there is always time for a-ha!
for the moment i am decidedly anti-twitter, but that doesn't stop me from checking up on my favorite norwegian men. it was quite a pleasant surprise to see them uploading pictures from the set of their video shoot. i was, like many other fans, incredibly pleased to learn their last single would indeed have a video to accompany it.
but then they uploaded the end of day/video shoot wrap picture.
and i was totally blindsided.
i can only guess what these three men were feeling as they embraced each other.
the image alone was enough to bring tears to my eyes.
and imagining the waves of emotions they must have been feeling as they shared a last hug on their final video shoot kept the tears flowing.
so what does this have to do with my first novel?
nothing, i thought. until my friend pointed out i was pretty much acting the same way as a character in the manuscript:
now it wasn't exactly flattering to hear i was mirroring the same obsessive behaviour of one of my characters. in fact, as i wrote the novel it was my intent to show Momma as selfish and immature. imagine the great fun i had realizing i'd pretty much prophesied my own emotional state.
the truth is, i've always wished i were a teenager in the 80s. and i wrote the Momma character through my own personality filter. so her reaction to her favorite band losing two original members, and my reaction to a-ha disbanding are almost identical. when i wrote the novel i had no idea i would actually live some of it. yes, it was cathartic when i wrote it, but i had no clue how close to home it would actually hit.
i guess i can be pleased i managed to write something so realistic. and if i really do have the ability to predict the future, i can breathe easy since Momma's story does indeed have a happy ending.