You may recall that I abandoned my completed novel, Transitions, when it was given a thumbs down by early readers. It wasn’t awful, but it needed more work than I wanted to spend time on when other story lines were ping-ponging in my head. I may go back to Transitions…or not. Maybe I will use some of the more appealing scenes for other works. Meantime, though, I have jumped with both feet into a story that is a more natural fit for my writing style. The working title is Gram and Me. Here is the opening paragraph, in the voice of the main character, Sarah.
I don’t remember the details of the day my life ended and began again. At eight years old, maybe I was too young. And I was, well, dead for those few minutes. If I saw the proverbial white light, I don’t recall it. But there was no doubt one life ended and a new one began. My parents and my baby brother, Christopher, were gone. A drunk driver in a pick-up truck veered into our rental car on our way to the airport from Gram and Gramp’s house. The force of the impact sent us down a steep hill and into an inconvenient stand of trees that stopped us dead – so to speak.
Then I went to live with Gram and Gramps in an upstate New York city called Saratoga Springs. It was the end of one life and the beginning of another.
From time to time I will share more of Gram and Me. Your feedback is welcome!