Not only have some of us heard a form of the above from a frustrated adolescent we are equally frustrated at trying raise, I, for one, have thrown those same words at whatever WIP I’m struggling to finish and submit.
Then again, maybe I shouldn’t.
As with all things new, an undeveloped story idea is, in many ways, a gift. Something that comes to you from who knows where. Pristine and fresh. Ready and anxious to grow. So you grab hold and run with it.
Things go along fine for quite some time. You and your characters are getting along beautifully. Everyone is happy and content to do exactly what is expected of them. Life is good. Life is grand.
Then without warning or provocation It! happens. Anarchy of the worst kind invades this perfect world you and your characters have created. And you are at a definite loss what to do about It!.