I consider myself a novice still when it comes to plotting. For me, the story always starts with a character. Maybe a snapshot of what they look like, how they act, where they live and how that affects them. Plotting for me is like making a complicated cheesecake. So many steps and ingredients and I'm left standing there staring at a mess I don't know how to control.
So when I started revising Altered, there was a moment of panic, where I just sat there staring at my notes going, Why did I decide to write a book with so many damn plot twists and conspiracies?!
I didn't set out to write Altered, and especially not the way I did write it. I was supposed to be letting a project called The Loom cool off before revising. But before I knew it, Altered was finished and July and August were gone. Those months were a blur. I lived, breathed, daydreamed Altered. And the story started with a boy and a girl. A girl who loved that boy with all her heart. Who loved him so much she risked everything to set him free.
Of course, now I'm glad I wrote that book. Kismet, maybe? I don't know. What I do know is Altered changed my life. Those characters---Anna, Sam, Cas, Nick and Trev---set me on the path I've been running toward for years.
And I can't wait to share their story with the world.