hat’s more chilling, seeing (or in this case) reading something bad happening? Or the implication that it happened, and allowing your own imagination to decide how bad it really was?
I knew it was coming. From the moment I started book 3, I knew it was going to be a very dark book that was going to be venturing into areas far darker than I had ever written before. I knew that going in, but truthfully knowing that it’s coming, is nothing compared to actually writing it.
It’s difficult not to feel the emotions of your characters as you write them, occasionally this is more true in writing a scene than in others. With certain scenes, you can feel the anger, you can feel the heartbreak and the tension, and with some, you’re surprisingly numb. Maybe it’s because in a way it hits too close to home, or maybe because you just don’t feel it, but whatever the case the only thing you can hope is that at the very least your readers feel it.
I cannot say with certainty whether or not the darkest part is over, I feel certain it probably isn’t in fact I would venture to guess that in the case of this book the darkness has only begun… however, for the time being (in that I’ve stopped writing for the night, this being four a.m.) it’s over.