April 2019: What Comes First
~ Megan Slayer ~
Which comes first when you start a new story? The title? The characters’ names? The plot? Explain your starting process and what you need before you can write the first words.
Megan Slayer said:
I’ve thought long and hard about this. I just started a new story a few days ago, so this is sort of fresh in my mind.
For the story I started, I’d been kicking around the idea of going back to one of the worlds I’d created in another story. I liked the post-apocalyptic feel and the idea of living in perpetual darkness.
So in this case, the setting came first. But after that, I had to figure out who was going to be the main players. I have to admit, a trip to the local comic con started me on the path to working on this story, too.
I wanted to see (not get an autograph…that wasn’t in the cards) one of the actors I like and plus, it’s comic con. It’s fun. When I saw this actor, I was inspired. Not by the character he plays or by who he is, but how he looked in his clothes. I know, it sounds odd. Follow me. I kept thinking, this person, in this outfit (which wasn’t even in character) would be in the world I’d created.
I ran from there. As for the heroine, she arrived once I had the hero in place. Like he brought her along. I had no idea of the plot, just who these two characters were. Once I started doing character sheets for them, that’s when the plot evolved.
I have to admit, I didn’t get his autograph, but I did almost run into him. Or rather, he about ran me over. He wasn’t looking when he left his booth and I happened to be taking photos. I was about to walk over to DH when the actor left and he wasn’t watching where he was going. If I hadn’t stopped, I would’ve worn his coffee. Not good. Okay, maybe running into him wouldn’t have been bad, but wearing his coffee (Gross if cold and ouchie if hot) wouldn’t have been fun.
His Private Dancer – The Jordan Brothers, Book 1
[Contemporary Dark Erotic BDSM Romance]
I want what I want, no question — even her.
Dashiell “Dash” Jordan runs the city of Shaker with an iron fist. Whatever he wants, he gets — except the woman he craves, who hasn’t been available. He’s waited long enough, and nothing will stop him, not even her bastard ex-husband or her con artist father. But once Dash sets his sights on her, will she allow herself to be owned, or will she walk away a second time?
Christy Lane never loved anyone the way she did Dash. She knew the danger of being with him, but she didn’t care. Then Dash left her. She tried to put her life back together, but that life included marriage to a perpetual cheater, being thrown out of her father’s church, and working in the only job she can get — stripping. Then Dash reappears. The memories of their life together rush back — the scenes, the passion and craving. She doesn’t want to be a plaything, but he’s offering her the world. Will she allow him to own her or end their second chance before she’s hurt again?
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