Earlier this week, I started work on my most recent chapter and discovered, as I moved forward, that I wasn't sure how this chapter would fit in my new outline/draft structure.
I thought I knew where they were going/ what they were doing and -- most importantly-- how it furthered the plot.
But then... Oh then... My female heroine (Basilie) did the unthinkable. In her pregnant hormonal state, she has thrown the male hero (Étienne) out! She threw him out five days before the wedding.
This has stunned me so much, that I have written merely a sentence a day.
Don't you hate it when characters have their own plan? Sometimes it works, sometimes you have to reign them in.
Interestingly, my life has gotten similarly complicated, although my husband did not throw me out.