On Dec 25, 2010, I saw snow on Christmas day for the first time in my life. It was so weird to see what's described in all those Christmas stories and carols. I always wondered what Christmas lights looked like reflected on snow... and now I know!
And now the Snowpacolyspe is coming. Da, da, duuuummm. Snow is in forecast for Monday, which means everyone in the South is freaking out. We don't know how to drive in snow and ice. We don't have snow tires or chains on our tires. Most people don't have four wheel drive. We don't have salt trucks or snow plows, and I live in an area that is very hilly (the hem of the Appalachian Mountains), with a lot of twists and turns. It occurred to me this morning that it could snow on my birthday this year, which is at the end of the month. If this happens, coupled with the miraculous events of Christmas day 2010, it will be the equivalent of something as improbable as... oh... unicorns eating clover in my backyard - underneath all the snow.
Birds are falling out of the sky, bees are disappearing, and then there are all those dead fish that made the news last week. Something strange is in the air.
Finally, this week I read my story, edited it, and pored over the judges' comments again, trying to see what I could salvage and what to stand my ground on. Something weird happened just a few minutes ago.
I moved my prologue.
Right now I have no clue if it works. It's just as strange seeing it inside my story as seeing snow on Christmas day. Not normal. Out of body. Does it really fit there? I have no clue.
So why did I move it?
Well, I've heard that no matter how strongly you feel about a piece of writing, sometimes it needs to be moved... or removed. Which will not happen, because it's perhaps the best written portion of my novel and it has a purpose. BUT-
My prologue was six pages. And while it ended in action, the first five pages were description, back story, and setting. My favorite part, honestly, because it flows so well. For a long time, I've felt it was necessary to be there to set the scene. But if it works where it's currently placed, then my novel will open with an argument, complete with all the conflict/angst-driven sparks.
I don't know if I like it yet. I'm not sure if I feel as if I've sold out by suturing my prologue somewhere else. Right now I feel as if... well, as if it snowed on Christmas day. Unsure of what to do next. Praise God for good friends with writing talent, who can tell me what they think.
I think the story is good with the prologue. I think the story is good with the "prologue portion" later in the story. The question is, which is best? That's what I'm trying to figure out right now.
Hopefully tomorrow the sun will still rise in the East. And everyone in the South won't die come Monday. :0)
*Btw, this was written on Saturday. *
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