Three weeks away from the deadline to turn in my complete manuscript for At His Command, which will be released in Septemer 2008, I was still clueless about the story's theme. I totally stink at analyzing stories--mine or anybody else's, but I needed to articulate my reason for writing this book. After all, if I don't care deeply about what I've written, why should anyone else?
After another panicked glance at the calendar, I took a long, hot shower to calm myself. And somewhere between shampooing and conditioning my hair, I realized there had been a theme to this story all along. An embarrassingly simple theme. I said it aloud a couple of times so I wouldn't forget, and then I rushed back to my office, where I wrote it on my whiteboard.
And now that I've blogged for the day, I can't wait to get back to my book.