It seemed like a good idea at a time.

A story inspired by the Romanov assasinations, but with Fantasy elements.  I figured that was the only way that any of them could have survived, as it seemed every day there was new “evidence” that none of them had escaped the execution.  I could picture a princess scarred both inside and out, coming back to save her country…

Except somewhere along the way, as I began writing about her country’s revolution, and the arrest of her family, the princess got lost.  Maybe 90% of those early chapters could not even be written from her point of view.  She became a shallow, sometimes bratty princess who’s only purpose seemed to be to be upset at the way her life in the royal family restricted her.

Not at all an inspiring figure.

I started thinking today that most of what I’ve written so far isn’t all that important.  That it’s only background stuff.  That I need to throw it out.  And yet… that’s over 150 manuscript pages.  My stomach hurts just thinking about getting rid of it.

But I need to find my story.  I need to find the heroine who inspired me to write the story in the first place.  I think she’s still there in those later pages.

At least, I hope she is.