I haven’t been doing very well lately on Book 2. Last week I looked at what I’ve done so far (15,000)and realied it’s AWFUL. The main character is vain and smug, her best friend is a cliche, the Mr Wrong is too attractive and the whole plot is pointless. And the tone of the whole thing is sad and dead.
However, a minor breakthrough came earlier this week when I realised I was doing something I did last time (ie with book 1) – I was making things too easy for my heroine. For example: in the scene I’ve recently written, she organises for some friends to get together for drinks on a summer’s evening. And everything goes fine. Lots of people show up; the weather is nice; the pub is a bit crowded but otherwise, all goes well and she meets a significant man.
Well, that could be made a lot more interesting, couldn’t it? Nobody wants to hear about a social event that goes smoothly. She can still meet the man, but if I throw in a few disasters then it becomes a lot more entertaining (or is that just me?)
Salvation also came in the form of a lovely post from Julie Cohen. Last week, when I was agonising about my title, she wrote a post on titles. This week, when I’m writing crap, she’s written a brilliant post on the importance of writing crap. Very inspiring, and very true …
OK. I’m off to write some more crap. Wish me luck!