This was not supposed to happen. I was not supposed to write myself into a corner this soon into the story. And my protagonist was not supposed to travel.
No. No, no, no.
*sigh*
Now she's heading to a whole different country, a whole different continent, and unfortunately for me, it seems like the only logical solution to this story. And my protagonist was not supposed to do this, precisely because it's what *I* have done in the past, and my protagonist is not me. In fact, I made sure that she would be absolutely nothing like me.
And yet, here's this person, a person I created specifically so that she wouldn't take decisions like this, and I've written her into this corner, and to my logical writerly brain, there is only one solution that fits this character: travel. If I were in this position, that would be the totally wrong solution. For her? It's perfect.
How the hell did this happen?
I have a feeling this book is going to turn out very differently from how I initially envisioned it.
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