The cost of determination
Enid Blackwell is determined, no question about it. Even I, as her creator, questioned at times whether she was admirably determined or just bullheadedly stubborn. Perhaps both. Either way, she has more courage than I. Over the past three years, as I’ve been working on this novel, there have been many moments of “why am I doing this?” In those low moments of self-doubt and frustration, Enid kept me going. Her steadfast determination to accomplish her goal, which I won’t give away here, encouraged me to stay focused on mine. Enid also reminded me to be mindful of the cost of the decisions we make. She paid for hers, and I’ve paid for mine. I’ve only put three years of my life on the line to accomplish this book, often at the expense of spending times with friends and family. I’ve also spend restless nights agonizing over scenes I was struggling with. None of my angst compares to the price Enid paid.