I love it when I think of titles to these WIPs (I have many... many many many...) and the book may or may not even ever be read by anyone but me.
Oh well.
The WIP that I'm with right now is called "Like Father". It's about a hero (Sara) who takes over her dead father's business. The antagonist is a competitor in town who's been deliberately sabotaging the business for the last few years, all in an effort to get it for dirt cheap from Sara's father. Her father knew what the business meant to the town and to the people, so despite the hardships, he never sold. Once a sickness forces him out of the shop and into the hospital, the future of the company is left to Sara.
Sara is a kick ass executive from (insert big city here) who has been hardened by a loss of idealism. She's got a head for business and her sights set at partner in the company she's working in. She steps on whoever is in her way in order to get what she wants. She learned long ago that nice guys always finish last, and she will always make sure she takes care of Number 1 first.
When her father dies, Sara has to come "home"... though home is not the feeling the small town brings. It feels like quicksand, a prison made from a series of bad choices and mistakes. Old memories threaten to drag her back into the town's familiar pull, but back "home" is the last place Sara wants to be. Especially when she meets Dave, the editor of the local newspaper.
The way the story is going to work is this: Sara's "identity" is one of a selfish go-getter who is uncompromising in the things she wants because she knows that if she asks permission for anything someone can say no.
Sara's essence is that she is really a loving and generous woman who's been so fixated on taking care of herself that she forgets there are really good and decent people out there who are not "out to get her".
THEME: Trust does not have to be "black or white". Sara will go back and forth between letting herself care for/trust the romantic character and shutting him out. We know she has got to let herself be vulnerable in the end, because you can't be an island if you want to know what true love really feels like.
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