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In Search of a story

I always wanted to write an novel and was thinking a interesting plot. As I brainstromed different plots with myself, I realised it was not a easy task. The story closely resembled me and the things which has deeply influenced me. I always wondered on how to break my comfort level and create a whole new world. The books I read and the movies I saw revolved around the almost similar storyline with a different author touch to it. The language, flow was different. Ultimately the plot were the same.

How do u create a book? the question kept nagging me. I would need a main character who walks through the plot. The plot can be personal or one which creates a social impact. I would need supporting characters and the story flows. This might not be easy as it sounds. Every word the character speaks, every action he does has to be analysed and pre and post action has to be defined. It is like writing a code in literary sense.The thought gave me chills. I searched for some application which will help me channelize my thoughts. I found many but nothing solved my concern

However, I completed first two steps of my novel. Before I could sigh came the biggest block. I get stuck at every turn. Is this due to lack of concentration or does my inspiration needs to be constantly fueled. I felt difficult to move from chapter to book. Thousand questions arose and the plot danced on its axis. Will I finish the book without losing the essence of the story is a constant nightmare question. Still taking a deep breath, my quest continues in search of a story.

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