The Conductor halted my second draft in mid-June. The place where He stopped in the plot baffled me. Soon, I realised cutting it short amplifies the theme. Thus, by His strength and wisdom, I completed Book B’s rewrite (from what I saw, I might rewrite it again in the future). His timing was perfect because I wasn’t expecting to be undergoing a period of grief the week after.
For July, I wanted to start one of my two new projects: Book C & E. Yes, after praying, I believe the Conductor wants me to write Book C. It was initially meant to be written leisurely not seriously. It helped me to be creative without the boundaries of storytelling rules. Now that He wants me to write it seriously, I have to start again from its beginning. The question is, when? My hand reached for the project. Howbeit, He switched the tracks and I faced left instead of right.
I found myself writing non-fiction nearly every day. The amount was large to me as a fiction writer that I had cravings for fiction. He told me to hold it off ’til the right time.
“And then I’ll start the allegory?” I asked. Like a child, I excitedly shook in my seat.
No. My shoulders fell. Book F. Alas! I currently long to jump straight into the ball pit of allegories. For years (literally, since I was eight), I desired to write allegories, and I’m so close to it, but no.
Perhaps, I wasn’t ready for that yet. Perhaps, He still wants me to improve in crafting themes.
Then recently. . . He gave me a new idea of writing allegorical short stories for families.
“May I write it alongside Book F?”
I wait for His answer.
Very Sincerely Yours,
Clarissa Choo-Choo Train