“It’s my turn already?” Part 3

Somewhere around the third year of our blossoming relationship, (I’m not sure who suggested it the second time) we tried the Round-Robin story again. We wiped the slate clean and journeyed back to the world of Fantasy. This time we were ready. I promised not to unknowingly incorporate any of my ideas from my failed novel, and she—well, Stef never did anything wrong.

Thus Raven’s Heart was born.

However, we didn’t know that we were writing our future first novel together. Stef was still chin-deep in egotistical college professors, and I was still under the impression that I was a solo author. The Round-Robin was just for fun.

Every so often, I would receive an email from my future wife, and I would have to add to a scene. It was my turn to write! I remember being so excited because I could do whatever my chaotic little heart wished. I let my imagination run wild. These were the stress-free days of writing.

One day—and neither of us is quite sure when it was—we became authors. We didn’t know what we’d gotten ourselves into. Silly us. About two chapters had already been written before we decided to actually give our story a story. So began the story discussions. We’ve been having them every single day for the past nine years.

-Matt