The restoration period....

My vision for my new home has begun. The very talented mr-fix-it Bryce, has seen what I have seen in my house and the work has started. Well, not technically, but he has assured me that Monday will be a very productive day. Unfortunately in order for my house to start living up to its potential, a great deal of what is already there must come down. I assume this is only going to create a bigger mess, and a great deal of noise. For a very long time. 

Last night Bryce and his brother Daryl came over to asses the damages. They suggested having the house torn down and re-built. I nearly fell off my chair. The house might be in bad shape, but it has so much character, I simply could not even think of tearing it down. Yes, everything will need to be replace, and yes, I know this will cost a lot of money and take a lot of time. Luckily, these are both things that I have a great deal of. The only downfall that I can see is the conflict of me trying to work on my novel and having the repairs going at the same time. I considered leaving town again, but I simply do not think that my soul could handle it. There is something about this house that is beginning to form my novel for me. I can sit in this spot and just imagine what my characters would do if they lived here; how they would act, where they would sit, the tremendous fights that would happen. I think someone once was thrown down the stairs....

My story continues to develop at a steady pace which delights and frightens me. I find it almost scary; some of the details of Adam and Anastasia's relationship, in particular the arguments, can be incredibly overwhelming at points. There was a great love between them, which grew to become an even greater hatred. But as the love changed to hatred they found that they needed each other more than ever. The thought of leaving was far too great an obstacle for them to even consider. 

I have been doing a great deal of research on addiction, as I have been fortunate never to of had this social suicide as part of my own life. I cannot decide fully what type of addiction Adam is going to have. Sexual, alcohol, cocaine, speed, ecstasy. Perhaps a combination of two or three of these. At the same time, I wonder if the Anastasia I have created is actually they type of woman who would follow in his footsteps and take on an addiction of her own as a means of understanding exactly how Adam is feeling. Or if she simply joins in because he seems like he is having a good time. This has given me a great deal more to think about. No, I cannot leave this house. Every moment I spend in here allows me a vision into their lives.

Bryce is quite an interesting man. Youngish, rugged looking, and very shy. If it wasn't for Daryl being here yesterday, I don't think we would have got half as much accomplished in the planning.  My own social life has been lacking for a while. Maybe I should, no, never mind. That thought can be saved for another day....