As I contemplate the new year in the coming days my mind begins to focus on the next story. Over the many Moran years one character has always intrigued me. Pack Moran, son of Kevin and Angela Moran, appeared in two of my novels: ‘The Hibbing Hurt’ which has been second only to my first novel (‘To Bless or to Blame’) and went into a second printing; the other was one of my favorites — ‘FLAG’. The pair of novels were set in the period of the late fifties and into the seventies. I was getting into the necessary research when a new idea popped into my head. The more I though about a new character — who shall remain anonymous for the present — the more I became enamored with him.
Much the same thing occurred with Lester of ‘Lester’s Gift’. Lester was a homeless drifter with a dose of PTSD from an intense Viet Nam experience, but at the same time, a man endowed with a remarkable paranormal gift. The new protagonist and his mother have pushed Pack to the back-burner for now.
When writing, I don’t have any concept of an outline, or story line, for that matter. The story takes on a life of its own and I am simply the ‘medium’ for its telling. Truly. There are time that I am totally surprised, even overwhelmed, by the twists and turns that my story takes. I’ve sat back and reread some episode that had just happened and say, “Well, I’ll be damned!” I had that experience while writing ‘The Final Chapter’ when the new Duluth Bishop intervened in a potentially explosive situation by doing something so outlandish that I had to ask myself, “Could something like that actually happen?” Well it did. Enough said.
I expect to begin writing one week from today — the first Monday of 2021. The Good Lord willing, I’ll leave Florida with a rough draft. Then, back in Hibbing I begin what will be a series of rewrites and serious. editing. I can’t wait to watch the first paragraph appear on this screen.