I woke up at five o’clock this morning thinking about my new
book, Visual Liberties. I had a kind of mini-revelation: everything has to
revolve around Molly Ashton. That means, among other things, going back and
writing a new chapter near the beginning of the book that establishes her
character more firmly. Molly is a freshman in college when the book starts. It
is the day before her eighteenth birthday.
I’ve already written an informal and not-quite-finished
synopsis and 44,000 words (118 pages) of the book, but that’s just a start. It
begins with the introduction to and back story of a new character who was not
in the previous novels in the series, John Givens, an artistic genius who is
woefully inept in social situations (he hasn’t been diagnosed with Asperger’s,
but he displays classic symptoms). John becomes Molly’s closest friend. Then
comes the new chapter I woke up thinking about this morning. It is the
afternoon of the day before her birthday. Sunlight is flooding through the
curtain-free window in her dorm room at the Mississippi University for Women
Gulf Coast Campus (a fictional college, there is a college by that name but no
Gulf Coast Campus). Molly has just moved her possessions into the dorm room but
has not put anything away yet. She’s afraid to put anything away because her
new roomie hasn’t shown up yet and she doesn’t know which side of the closet
the roomie will want, which of the identical beds or which of the identical
dressers.
I got on my computer and started writing that scene even
before my first cup of coffee. Now I’m writing this while Gabi is making oatmeal.
I’ll stop writing to eat breakfast and
then I’ll post this and get back to work.
By-the-way, if you don’t know Molly—meaning if you haven’t
read Return to Freedom—she is the daughter of Malcolm and Bitsey Ashton. In R2F
she got involved with an evangelical church and had a crush of the youth
minister, Sonny Staples, and the two of them ran off together and spent a night
in a cabin at a fishing camp on the Mary Walker Bayou. Since Sonny was in his forties
and Molly only seventeen at the time he could have been imprisoned for having
sex with a minor, but they both denied having sex and nobody could prove
otherwise. The book ended without any definitive answer to the question: did
they or didn’t they. But Molly was clearly devastated by whatever happened with
Sonny, and as this new book begins she is still trying to recover.
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