Okay, so, I know that video was a little strange. Bear with me.
My music taste doesn’t usually stray far from the classic rock I grew up on, the heavy metal I was exposed to in my late teens/early twenties, or the hard rock/bro rock I currently enjoy.
But every once in a while, I stumble across a song from a genre/artist way out of my normal realm and I like it enough to listen to it along with my normal stuff. Over the weekend, I went on a sister-date with my sister, Vic, and she had me listen to the song above, Praying by Kesha.
And, in spite of my initial reservations, I was floored.
If you follow me on Facebook, you know I was struggling with my book on Monday. I know where I want my characters to end up. I have everything outlined and planned. But on Monday, it felt like I had my forehead pressed against a brick wall. The words just wouldn’t come and when they did, they felt all wrong.
But then, Monday night, as I was trying to go to sleep, something clicked. I realized, I still wasn’t letting Character-A assume all of the power and voice he’s developed. But something another Character did made things fall differently in the story and suddenly, Character-A had the perfect opportunity. And he started showing me how he wanted to do it.
I then re-listened to this song. And I saw it all in HD. I could see Character-A’s hands shaking, I could feel the tension in his neck and shoulders, and I could hear the quiver he so desperately tried to keep out of his voice as he finally FINALLY stood up for himself. I saw what it took out of him, but also how much he needed it.
I very deeply wish I could conjure him into being, just for a moment, so I could tell him how proud I am of him.