So I was sharing some of the problems I’ve been having with my creepy dollhouse tale with my teenager, and he suggested that the plot I outlined last summer is too convoluted and complicated, too drawn out. And I think he’s right. That may be one of the reasons why I’ve been stymied on it.
For instance, I still can’t figure out how the damned thing should start! I’ve tried third person, and first person, using a little poetry with the prose; I’ve tried looking at it as a confession, before realizing the first narrator probably wouldn’t be Catholic (thank you, research!), then as a letter.
Contemplating now having the tale be a collection of artifacts and records tracing the path and stories of the thing. Maybe that will be what I need to do. Might also try composing in longhand, as well, using my new quills and ink. 🙂