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Friday at Seven Read Chapter 2 Where to BUY About

My new Adult Romance Novel "Friday at Seven" is
a daring romance of mystery, adventure and intrigue...
 
About Nic Dee the Author

I was quite young when the concept of writing first made itself known to me.  My mind would constantly invent all manner of strange and vivid fantasies, stories that would evolve into a life of their own, with character relationships that made me think they were real and meaningful.  These were not imaginary friends, but characters and actions based on real social observations, which my boundless imagination would passionately extend to another world altogether.  That would challenge what I knew and what I thought I definitely understood!  It forced me, at that early age, to dare to think beyond myself.  To push past my understanding, to try to understand these new characters and their actions at a deeper, intimate and organic level.

I didn't know it at the time, but this was the beginning of the writer starting to stir to life from deep within me.

Years ticked by, life went on, I grew up, but I never stopped thinking, pondering, imagining, calculating and linking all these thoughts, ideas and feelings together.  Not a day went by where a whole mass of ideas and realisations would just snap into focus in the back of my mind, and yes, sometimes in the front too, interrupting whatever I was thinking at the time.  They would never give me warning, instead, they would just arrive and present themselves clearly and loudly.  Some taking over my focus completely, if only for a few seconds.  This would go on all day, and everyday.

However the power of the words and what they would wield on the written page took more time to come to me.  We tussled and battled for coherent understanding over wide and vast common grounds.  It wasn't easy, but this was the birth of my organic writing process which was bonded to every morsel of my inner self.  The characters could speak their most intimate thoughts to me, loudly and honestly, without fear of censorship, or worry of personal judgment.  These characters came first, overriding my personal feelings and limitations.  The more I noticed my characters, the more I grew, and the clearer the dialogue between us became.

Surprisingly, the romance genre did not present itself first, but rather it became quite by happenstance from a female character in another story.  She was smart, stubborn and strong willed.  Yet she wanted more - which became quite clear to me, as her dissatisfaction was palpable.  The story would not go on until this was sorted!  At first I was a little unclear exactly what was needed, perhaps more personality, more depth.  Yes.  But more than that, she wanted the freedom to express her inner feelings, as she wanted love and the freedom to fall in love, her way, however that might transpire.  It was made clear this was to have nothing to do with me.  Now, enter the romance genre.  She got what she wanted.  Her story morphed into another book, and the love she demanded she received.  Kareena was born.  In return, as a humble author, I received the unforgettable satisfaction of watching her find happiness and her story come to life.

Ironically, what started out as a side project to enhance her character development, quickly turned into a passion for the romance genre itself.  Needless to say Kareena was satisfied, verging on smug, that I'd had the good sense to get out of her way.  For the joy of seeing her discover her inner courage, to then grow and explore fully her desire for true love, and take the ultimate risk to find another person to share her love with, was an extremely addictive experience for me.  It makes me believe that love is ultimately the true essence of freedom itself.

A fascination of all things 'people' has turned into a passion for their lives and personal stories.  I have never stopped being fascinated by people and all the aspects of being human, from the downright ugly, to the most humble and happy.  At any point of the day, I'll find myself watching them, studying their movements, their actions, their speech, their expressions, drawing all manner of conclusions, whether right or wrong, as long as I'm thinking and constantly being surprised.

Of course, writing organically means I never get to plan anything in advance.  I have tried, but I've learned not to bother.  My characters always see to that.  Each day I never know what I am going to write, not even in the next minute, or the next sentence.  It is like reading a book, where the words and story come as a steady and clear stream - a wonderful and enjoyable process.  However, on occasion, just sometimes, as a little bit of fun, I've been known to tease my characters, and attempt to take charge of the direction of their story, if just for a very brief moment.  It never works though.  They're always quick to push back, sometimes hard if need be, to claim back control of the story.  I'm the observer only, the one that does that 'writing down' bit.  And, I'm so happy to do so!  I just can't help to remind them once in a while that I'm the one with the keyboard.  Writing organically and never knowing what comes next is thoroughly exhilarating.  It certainly does wonders to keep my mind sharp and focused, as at any point, the story can change direction, mood or personality!

Strangely, I never seem to know what the book might be called.  A title is like a puzzle to me.  It might as well be rocket science as far as I'm concerned.  But being an author is a privilege and a wonderful joy.
Friday at Seven Read Chapter 2 Where to BUY About
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