Or, when characters hijack the plot for their own devious ends.
Anyway, one of my characters just turned out to be in love with someone they’re not supposed to be in love with. Part of me’s excited because, hey, the little characters are all grown up now and can make their own decisions! And it does actually fix a lot of plot holes. But on the other hand, it sort of pisses me off because… well, he wasn’t SUPPOSED to be in love with her. No matter how glad I am that my characters can reveolt, it’s sort of the thought that they know better than me that makes me mad.
So, yeah. That’s my post. Nothing deep and profound today.
Hear, hear. … I both love and hate it when they do that. My characters have changed the plot of my book every two weeks for months now. Bah.
Of course, I can’t stop them. And then I try to explain that I really have no control over the story to non-writers… the looks on their faces is almost as tragic as when I try to explain ‘the voices in my head’.