My new story’s working title is “To be Held,” just so you know.
Now that we have that out of the way, let’s talk a little bit about the story.
The main character’s name is Carmen. Carmen is doing research in basically how they can use fetal cells to either cure or heal diseases and other things. Early on in the story, she tells her mom that she is pregnant.
All I know for sure is that she is pregnant because they were having a New Year’s party, they got drunk, and this guy that is an utter flirt convinced her. So, for the first time in my writing career, I am writing something that I completely and totally disagree with happening. (Basically, she shouldn’t have slept with him.)
I find this kinda strange because I’m basing this story off of a Christian song that I couldn’t figure out and, in all honesty, premarital sex is rather looked down upon in Christian churches. (Toss in wine and you have serious problems.)
The other problem is I almost feel guilty for doing this. Yes, I know it happens. I know quite a few people have had children before they were married. But the fact that I’m writing just doesn’t seem right. It’s like I’m looking into it too deeply.
Now, maybe that is because I don’t know the story yet. And although this pregnancy, I think, is needed, I don’t know how much it is going to play a role into the story. For all I know, it won’t be much. (It’ll be some though, just based on how it ends.) But I don’t know if I’m going to be doing much of this any time soon again. I just have too high morals.
(And yet I’m thinking that Miles needs to have a little more happen to him than a talking to. Wonderful. :P)