Writing: A Letter To My Second Protagonist

So, in a bid to make me blog that little bit more, here is a letter I wrote for Aran (around the same times I wrote one for Lauryn)

If this fantasy quadrilogy I’m planning goes the way I think it is, I’ll have five protagonists all in all, and I can already imagine the apology letters I’m gonna have to send to them at one point or another.

So, let us begin.

Dear Aran Rill

I’ll be honest and say I don’t know how you happened. You just did. There was a part of you that already existed in my mind, but you weren’t this whole person that you are now. Despite that, you didn’t let go, and you became an anchor in the world of monsters, ghosts, serpents and Gods. You became so much more than the boy I was going to bring in way later.

You were never meant to exist until the third book.

Your companions were never thought of before you.

Ryan and Bryn were never meant to be part of the deal, but somehow, they weaved themselves in, just like you did.

But, beleive it or not, you are the one I believe in the most, you are the one I think can do this. You have no idea who you are, the pieces are there, you just have to put it together. You are much more than just an orphan from the King’s city Aran.

I know I took a lot from you already, I took away things I never thought had to go, and I’m truly sorry for that. I really am. I literally cried over what I did to you, even if in the grand scheme of things, it’s a minute detail – it had to happen – you don’t realise that yet, but you will.

To make up for what I did, I’m gonna give you more, for a time, and then I’m going to take it away again. You just have to stay yourself throughout it all, because I think you can get through anything you put your mind too. Your friends, the ones I hadn’t planned will always be the strongest, the ones that will make you laugh when you want to cry and live when you want to die.

Everything happens for a reason Aran, you happened for a reason. Your the one who made the first manuscript way over the word count I wanted it to be. You were – are – worth it though. Thank you for coming in to this story when you did. Thank you for being you, thank you for everything, and don’t ever change.

Even when they want you to.

Love,

Jade x