It has been nearly two years since I have completed any work at all and when I think about that, it feels a little dispiriting. Last night, though, something came to me randomly; I suddenly felt a strong urge to pull out the notes to an old idea that I had been trying to revise the last few years but had no luck after running into that damned proverbial wall over and over again–new ideas were just not clicking . . . it didn’t feel right.
Last night changed everything, though.
Ideas were rolling in one-by-one, my pen was flying across the page, my nose was just about to the page itself as I wrote in excitement, the story was literally pulling me in! I finally had that long-awaited, “ah-ha!” moment! I may have gotten awkward looks from a couple co-workers, but hey! I did it! Everything finally CLICKED!
Here’s a little background on the chaos and inspiration of this story:
So, as I mentioned above, it’s a young-adult novel that I had been working on since I was thirteen which technically does not have a title as of yet but one that I affectionately refer to as, Project Denali. I was an extremely nerdy kid—not to say I am not anymore #proudnerdherd— and was always researching different places there are in the world. That is when I discovered the perilous hike of Mount Denali in Alaska.
There are many factors that tie into the inspiration of this novel, one of which is my love of hiking and after seeing the dangerous terrains and reading about the thrill of the least-traveled paths that a good, long hike could offer, my imagination immediately went wild. Shortly before my unearthing of devotion to Denali, I was working on another little story about a young girl witch who had strong, magical, Celtic roots. That’s when it hit me, the premise for this story. What other mysteries lie under and around the treacherous plains of Denali, what are they hiding? (Silly? I was just a kid when I thought of this, dangit!)
I am trying to keep the main and more depth premise of this story hush-hush for the moment because this is one of my dearest, biggest, and most fun projects and would weep for ages if I see something similar published before I get to it. After some time letting it rot in the graveyard of my scrapped work boxes after some doubt, I have come back to revise it; and now being my older and more mature—or at least I like to think so— I feel more confident on fortifying it as a story that will hopefully resonate with a younger crowd of today. That is my goal.
Please wish me luck!!!!!