Seven years ago, out of the blue, a sentence suddenly popped into my brain: “If I had known that my entire life was going to change that day, I’d have worn a better tie.”
Thus was born my time-traveling story that’s taken all these years to complete a first draft. No, I’m not kidding you. It actually started with the creation of that opening sentence. Of course, then I had to come up with an actual story to go with it.
The foundation of the novel, what the whole thing’s built upon, is its leading man, Michael Greyson. It was character first, plot second. Michael is an amalgamation of Daniel Jackson and Jack O’Neill of Stargate SG-1, blending character traits from both of them, plus some that are all his own. His personality shaped the plot, taking it in directions it wouldn’t have if he had been a more serious character. And that is something I didn’t want this story to be, all seriousness. I knew right from the start that there had to be a whole lot of humor in it to counter the very serious events taking place.
Like with most of my longer fan fiction stories, this one developed as I went along, occasionally going off in directions I had not anticipated, while, other times, sticking to my original plan. It ended up going way beyond the point I’d originally intended to be the end, because when I got to that point, the story was too short for a sci-fi novel. So I had to revise my original plan and decide what was going to happen next. The second half of the story proved to be a lot more difficult to figure out than the first half, which is understandable since things get a great deal more complicated. I hit several road blocks, some that took a long time to break through. But now, at last, the first draft is complete, and my betas can start in on it.